[[A couple, flying in a hot air balloon]] Man: I like you.
I'm just not feeling the relationship.
[[Floating further in distance]]
Man: I'm sorry.
[[Close up of basket]]
Man: It's just bad timing. Me with my classes, you with your work, the spiders...
Woman: The what?
[[Red Spiders crowding onto balloon, causing it to fall]]
{{title text: Protip: Even without the red spiders, never have that conversation halfway through a balloon ride.}}
Warning: this comic occasionally contains strong language (which may be unsuitable for children), unusual humor (which may be unsuitable for adults), and advanced mathematics (which may be unsuitable for liberal-arts majors).
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