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| So, Jon, how are things going with the new girl? I haven't seen you in like, three weeks. | |
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| Pretty good. It's all fantastic, except the part where she is a clueless little communist hell bent on oppressing the whole country, and doesn't really even realize it. | |
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| Wait, I thought you said you'd never settle for... well, for your arch-nemesis, I guess. What were you thinking? | |
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| That if the country is going to shit, I might as well go get laid. I prefer to think of it like a compensatory NFL draft pick. | |
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| And you are not at all worried that this is going to end very badly for you two? | |
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| Nah, I'm mostly just fucking with you. I actually really like her. Plus, when our economy utterly collapses, I might have a better chance of getting a government job? | |
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