Witty Comics - Growing up in Narrowville #8

Growing up in Narrowville #8 by Hanna_Fate on 03-29-2007

Mom, I'm worried about my brother. He really needs a doctor. He's gone past weird, to disturbing.

You mean a mental doctor don't you. Only dysfunctional familes see "that" kind of doctor. We're normal, perfect people.

He's exorcizing the sofa.

His faith has always been strong. I wish you were more like him.

That holy oil is gonna leave a stain.

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