Webcomic: Weeded Out

The downside of getting better after my surgery is that I have to do outside chores again. They've just been waiting there for me the whole time. The only inevitable things in life are death, taxes, and yard work. Given the current state of my yard, I might get two of the three at the same time. We have some weeds that even the pigs won't touch. If that's not a danger signal, I don't know what is. This weekend, I need to make the yard presentable for the upcoming triple birthday party. If you don't hear from me after this, avenge my death. In lieu of flowers, send pizza.