Even if lives did hang in the balance, it would depend on whose they were.

The strips I admire go farther than a gag a day, and take us into a special world.

I like my smock. You can tell the quality of the artist by the quality of his smock. Actually, I just like to say smock. Smock smock smock smock smock smock.

Mom and Dad say I should make my life an example of the principles I believe in... But every time I do, they tell me to stop it.

I have enough friends who are gamers. I actually enjoy watching them play because of the visuals and the storytelling of the games. I just love being able to go on an adventure and games are just so sophisticated now that you can just get lost in a world for 20 hours and just be someone else in a very visceral, emotional way. And that's just fascinating.

I have all these great genes, but they're recessive. That's the problem here.

Sleepwalking?" "Nightmare?" "Homicidal psycho jungle cat!