After posting yesterday's comic, I quickly succumbed to a nice little stomach virus. Apparently if I'm mean to Ted in the comic, I get kharmic backlash in the real world. That'll teach me.

Alright so really my stomach issues started the night before but the lack of coincidence is less funny. I'm still feeling icky, but I forced myself to eat something last night and am feeling a bit better today.

Now if you'll excuse me... I'm taking the rest of the week off. (Psst, it's already friday.)

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Today's Pimpage: Ted is wearing the "Luckiest T-shirt Ever" and Woody is wearing an "I can't get enough minimalism" shirt from Threadless.Com.

Ted must be bionic if he is able to eat all that junk food and survive...yet call it his best 13 hours of his life. Hehe. Hope you feel better soon Woody. Sucks to get those pesky stomach bugs as I call them.

Having once been buried under a 14ft tall pallet of drinks, I can attest its not as fun as it sounds. Took my co-workers 20 min to dig me out. I cant stand the sight of Capri Sun since. Now if only I had a way to eat my way out though...

As well, I had once had a pallet of "life cereal" come down upon me - fortunately it was just the pallet's worth of cerial boxes and not the pallet itself. That way, even at the time I was able to find the irony in having life almost take my life.

On the topic of stomach ailments - let's just say I learned the hard way that duing a trans-atlantic Lufthansa flight when the flight attendant asks you "chicken or pasta?" ....say pasta.

I can't say I've ever been buried in food... sounds fun.

Glad you guys are still with us Drax99 and Decker Shado. Pallets dropping on people is indeed not very cool, even just the contents. Now to go off and eat Life cereal with Capri-Sun instead of milk...