Your eyebrows fell into your mouth while you were screaming.
Your new nickname amongst friends is “Monsieur Eclipse Lips”.
Your hairline now recedes, into another dimension.
Your eyebrow dandruff has seemingly been transformed into bacon bits.
Your baby keeps bursting info flames when you try to breast feed.
When you removed the special glasses, the top half of your face went along with them.
You can now telepathically control the tiny bugs and mites that nest in your hair.
Trump suddenly seems like a pretty solid choice for Commander In Chief.
You accidentally traveled forward in time several years, and ruined the end of Game of Thrones for yourself.
The UV rays cooked your tongue in your mouth, and it tasted so good that you choked trying to swallow it.
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Kit has been a regular contributor to MAD magazine for over ten years, and has also been regularly published by National Lampoon, Playboy, The American Bystander, Funny Or Die, SpongeBob Squarepants Comics, Points In Case and many others. His work has been called “sort of like ‘The Far Side’, but more offbeat and often much funnier” by people who should clearly know better. He lives with his wife and two dogs, all of whom do their best to tolerate his presence