This strip is semi-autobiographical, as Craigslist makes me paranoid for no apparent reason. That’s why I’ll only sell on eBay until the day I die – I fear… people.
Now for something bizarre and hilarious that I couldn’t fit into a comic. And I quote from the story:
“A diamond, sir? A precious stone. It cuts glass as though it were putty.”
“It’s more than a precious stone. It is the precious stone.”
“Not the Countess of Morcar’s blue carbuncle!” I ejaculated.
And that’s when I laughed, and laughed, and laughed some more. Perhaps that makes me less than mature, but screw it. That was a damn good laugh. Thanks, Sir Arthur, for your unintentionally hilarious prose.