…like that’s going to stop me from snarking it!
Whew…first Mark Trail jetting through space and time to find a damned fine cup of coffee (poured by a damned fine women, too), now a reminder that the worlds of Funky Winkerbean and Crankshaft are a common one. Well, at least sort of. The current Crankshaft is introduced to Cayla. Past Cayla, with an Afro? Future Cayla, who comes to her senses and dumps Les before she makes some terrible, terrible mistake, and celebrates by returning to her favored look?
I can say with absolute authority: I don’t care.
I’m not the one who got all schmaltzy and mushy and stealing one of Dali’s melting clocks.
I call it “Corpus Hypercutus (with a Melting Clock).”
And when Love is… gives you something painfully, painfully obvious, run with it! (Just reposition the magnifying glass a little.)
It’s my birthday month! So I got a free ice cream cone at Baskin-Robbins (or three) AND a free milkshake at Chik-Fil-A! Life is Good, and Scoopy knows of what he speaks:
(aka, when Ballard Street gives you a rampaging squirrel: RUN WITH IT!)
Or maybe “ignore”…
…I can’t see a situation like this leading to the total destruction of the earth. Maybe a few empty lots in New Jersey.
“…an’ it’s BODACIOUS!” (not an Oscar Wilde quote)
Anyway, I succumbed to the sketchy play on words. Did you know, according to one of the earliest English-language dictionaries ever published, “rut” was the term used for mating cattle? The word for it amongst frolicking sheep was “blissom.” Goats did it the old, fashioned, four-lettered way.
…but for God’s sake, Lu Ann, don’t feed Margo straight lines (or small children)!
And a BONUS! from CC’s The Artist former known as Ben!
(Don’t ask about his other hand…)
And realizing, that in some cases, the old Bullwinkle Moose adage of “If they liked it once, they’ll love it a second time!” doesn’t always work:
