Much Worse Indeed
So I walked into the breakroom at work, and the smell… I imagine it was something somebody microwaved, but it was kinda B.O. bad. It was like if a trashbag wore the same wifebeater for three weeks straight, then seasoned it with dirty socks and rotten onions.
I was trying to come up with a comic that could capture that smell, and well, this is it.
Pax,
-f2x
