I think this comic takes the prize for longest Ben & Winslow title ever. I was going to give a cookie to whoever could identify where the title is quoted from, but Internet research kind of ruins that sort of challenge.

Hey there, kids. I don’t support the summoning of devils of any kind, so I don’t want you copying Winslow just so you can have your own demonic best friend. Devils are a huge responsibility, and I most of you aren’t ready for that sort of commitment. Are you going to walk your devil twice a day? Are you going to feed it souls whenever it gets hungry? Are you going to clean up after it when it goes to the bathroom on your floor, which is a worse chore than it sounds because devils pee acid and poop radioactive material? I didn’t think so. Stay away from devils, kids.

Guys (and I am talking to just the men at the moment, but women are free to listen in): Are you the sort of man who talks to your neighbors in the urinals beside you? I don’t have conversations in public restrooms unless I’m really good friends with the person. I hate it when complete strangers start talking to me while I’m trying to pee.

I don’t know if chili cookoffs are normal workplace events, but they’ve happened at my various jobs so I’m assuming these things happen on a regular basis in office buildings around the world.

Have any of you ever lost heating to your home while it was really, really cold outside? Like your electricity goes out for a prolonged period of time, or your heater breaks? Isn’t that the absolute worst? It’s happened to me several times, and it makes me realize 1.) how awesome it would be to have a fireplace and 2.) how lucky I am to have heat most of the time. I can’t imagine being cold every day.