Poor Geoff. He’s been stuck behind that yellow rectangle for, like, a month. I’d snap, too. To be fair, though, Oliver was trying to save his life. Which he accomplished! More or less.

Look, like with so many things, it’s the thought that counts.

Upon reflection, there’s probably a bit of wish fulfillment in this particular strip, as I’ve never had a reason to grab someone and shout “stop, man, you’ll kill us all.” I mean… It’s not like that stopped me from doing it, mind you. But now they won’t let me back into that WalMart. Ah, well.