A bit late tonight, but here we are! I present you with the tale of some yummy nom noms. I'm still torn as to whether I would rather sacrifice myself to my purpose, as a piece of food, fulfilling the reason I was made, or run away to freedom but ultimately rot on the street or get eaten by an animal or something.
Leftovers
By Chris Toumanian
Comic transcript and visual description
A cupcake helps a slice of cake down from a window on a rope. The cupcake says: ‘Soon, my love, we shall be free!’
The cake asks: ‘And now where do we go?’ The cupcake answers: ‘Anywhere! The world is ours!’
Both desserts lie on the ground with mold, flies, and X-shaped eyes.