Is this the only comic that can be made about the Taliban without me getting my head cut off? Maybe, only time will tell, and I’ve heard time is being coy these days about telling us anything.

So yes! I am totally a dad now! Little Man is coming up to his third week of life, and his geopolitical opinions are a little rough around the edges. It’s ok, we have time to iron them out I’m sure. I had a whole lot of great gags written here but WordPress deleted it all. So this post is going to be much more brief.

Auckland just got it’s first lockdown in about a year due to someone walking in some Delta variant from Australia. Nice one guys I hope it was worth it. Although in all honesty I haven’t noticed any difference. I’ve been on paternity leave lockdown since Little Man was born. So my life has not been impacted at all.

↓ Transcript
Two nuns are walking through a medieval abbey.
“Mother Superior, I’m afraid the lengths that Sister Agnes has been going to to protect her virtue are becoming… extreme.”
“Nonsense. One cannot be too vigilant against the wiles of the Devil.”
They turn a corner and are confronted by the sight of Sister Agnes. She is not disfigured, but is nevertheless a singularly ugly woman. A rotting hedgehog hangs from a girdle-like contraption in front of her crotch.
The Mother Superior is aghast. “Merciful Mary! Agnes, is that a dead hedgepig?”
Agnes answers serenely, secure in the righteousness of her actions. “It is, Mother. The live one’s underneath.”