[[Man standing in room next to round table, looking out window. Blue and orange sunset visible outside the window]]
Narrator: I haven't lived a perfect life.
Made plenty of mistakes.
Got my share of regrets.
[[Viewpoint zooms in onto man and table. Cell phone visible on table.]]
Narrator: But there's one thing of which I'm proud.
One stand on which I've never wavered.
[[Viewpoint zooms in onto cell phone on table.]]
Narrator: When someone calls my phone,
it makes a goddamn RINGING sound.
{{Alt Text: I need a lawn, so I can yell at kids to stay off it.}}
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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