Hi and Lois, 4/16/24

Lois's book group used to be the fun kind, where she and her friends would use the vague excuse of literary pretension to get extremely wine drunk on a weeknight. But some killjoy who "wants to actually talk about the book" or "is feeling her relationship with alcohol slipping out of control" has apparently put a stop to that, so now that ladies have to take truly dire steps to entertain one another, like all sitting around in silence while listening to a voice memo of Hi awkwardly stumbling through some vaguely offensive joke Thirsty told at work, in violation of several provisions in the HR handbook.

Beetle Bailey, 4/16/24