Y'know that sad, muted trumpet sound they play in the classic cartoons right after Wile E. Coyote's bomb blows up in his face and he crumbles into a pile of ashes?
Much as I love them, my comic book store gets that sound cue today. They forgot to let me know that comics come late this week and so I wasted more than an hour driving out and back with no comics. (Sigh...)
Oh well. The universe will wait to be saved tomorrow, I suppose.
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