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I've spent all of today with what I suspect is food poisoning, followed by a migraine.

John: I've really got to get over this habit of everytime I get sick thinking 'I hope it's cancer this time.' If only because I'm annoyed there's some part of me stupid enough to mix up tonsillitis with cancer
Ann: You don't want cancer. You should hope for a nice, quick brain aneurysm.
John: I'll read one bad fic too many. They'll find my body in front of some truly awful Ridcully/Carrot slash
Ann: OH GOD
John: NO ONE WILL BE SURPRISED
Ann: Nick from CSI: "Jesus, Gris, look what he was reading!"
John: Horatio Caine (it's a crossover): "It looks like our slasher got... slashed"
John: In the event that my 'brain aneurysm' is code for 'serial killer gets me with a machete'

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I would like to recommend the webcomic The Abominable Charles Christopher. It is about a yeti-thing named Charles Christopher. He doesn't talk. All the animals do.

It's sweet, sad, and funny. And pretty cute. The art's really nice too.