Once I ran with scissors, tripped and fell face down. The scissors landed handle side down, splayed open with the edges of both blades pressed against my jugulars as I fell into them. Luckily they were dull AF and I didn’t fall hard. I have never and will never ever run with scissors again.

Love the lady carrying the scissors point down down.

i like how the speaking characters are hidden off to the side rather than being the focus point. it makes this strip so much more interesting.