this would be a great pilot for a scarily-ironic tv show, called “twilight zone for balls”

each week for one half-hour (and in later seasons, a full hour), you are threatened by commonplace objects and events conspiring to destroy your private area

i’m sorry

also check it out, guys: this week is the emerald city comicon and not only will i be there, but this friday night my podcast tweet me harder will be performed live, for free, at arcane comics in west seattle. here’s the lowdown, come out, meet topatoco cartoonists and get hammered (?)