"If y'd prefer to listen," said Vinny eventually, "I have a rant prepared. I don't usually do that, but this is a pretty good one."
To my wife, who might remember, this is the same comic with the quote that goes Whaddya want, a soliloquy? You know why. Because my life sucks. My car is a rolling bomb. My job feels like an endless training film. Nobody reads my webcomic. This place is a hole. A condemned hole, for squatter hobbits. And to be honest, I don't actually find any of that stuff interesting enough to change.