The more you see me
The less you want me
Somehow this feeling just grows and grows
With every trip I just enrage you
But I’m screwed without you
And so it goes

I can’t imagine
How much you loathe me
And it gets worser
As crises go by
I only hide in fridges
To play hard to get
No section 30
You can’t say goodbye

Aye right

 

Words: Greg Moodie and Rose Garnett
With apologies to Chris Montez

Full cartoon strip here