|Note from 2020 [I can't remember if I've written such notes in the past, but from now on, when/if I do, I'll try to remember to leave them in white text instead of making them red to differentiate them from comments I made back in the day]: The ableism is strong in this comic. I am disabled myself, but 2008 was a different time. If I wrote this comic today, I would change the last two panels a lot. However, the comic is what it is. Some of the old strips make me cringe, but I did publish them, and I'm not going to erase history just because I understand the world differently now.|
|Friday, April 18, 2008|
|Panel 1: Casey, Marie, and Rahim sit on a couch. Casey's head is buried in his arms. Marie has a hand on his back.|
Casey: This is happening too often. I need to stop being so sensitive about my foot.
Panel 2: Casey raises his head.
Marie: It seems to be the only thing that makes you really mad.
Casey: I know.
Panel 3: Casey looks down.
Casey: I guess I don't like people to think of me as handicapped.
Marie: None of your friends do.
Rahim: Instead, we regard you as annoyingly perfect and complain about you behind your back.
Marie: Just about every day, too.
Alt-Text: Sometimes, we hold dinner parties during which we sit around and collectively curse your existence.
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