Winslow has a variety of things living on or in his body, but I think the people are getting tinier…

Dear Todd,

Please stop pranking my dad. He thinks the walkie-talkie you hid in his room is the voice of God. You know how religious he is. I admit, it was funny when you told him to buy Whiteclaws for Kathy’s party because ‘God was feeling thirsty.’ But this has gotten out of hand.

Sometimes I draw comics just so I can test out new facial expressions. I kind of like what Ben’s got going on here.

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Today’s comic is worth reading with a little musical accompaniment. I suggest pulling up “Edge of Seventeen” by Stevie Nicks, which is a great song even without a Ben & Winslow comic to reference it.