Meanwhile, Ma and Pa Keane might want to rethink the child left behind…
Finally some peace and quiet for the elder Keanes!
One of these days, Jeffy is going to put two and two together…
Grandma isn’t the only one with a little problem. Then again, PJ won’t (or can’t) tell…
I rest my case.
Then again, nothing’s quite as fun as Jeffy.
Jeffy has plans. Big plans.
The eternal question. And Big Daddy Bill, with the eternal answer:
Ah, yes….Grandma keeps crapping out the ’70s hits (and Lord, I hate this one). At least Dolly is being useful for once.
Oh, come on, Thel…it’s not like Jeffy doesn’t deserve it, although it looks like Billy ought to get in trouble…
Then again, I’m getting a sense of why Jeffy always finds himself in trouble…
…now shut the hell up, Dolly, and admit that you’re just a fat, fat, fat kid.
…that the Keane Klan always has really lousy vacations?
You don’t get out of your vacation Hell this easily, Big Daddy.
At last! now we can have some real fun!
Oh, boy! Home to experience Grandma’s decline!
Sad Realities:
…vacation can’t end soon enough!
It’s the same ol’, same ol’, but at least a few folks don’t complain…
And, perhaps, the Mitchells live on the OTHER side of the Flagtsons…
Mommoy Flagston might be just a little too frugal…
Face it…Big Daddy and Thel are too cheap to take the Melonheads anywhere on vacation:
And Drama in Real Life!!! All I know is that eight or so train cars derailed on the train trestle in Tempe, Arizona, yesterday morning (29 July 2020). It’s reported that a car with hazardous material did not spill into the popular Tempe town lake below. I also know that Tempe isn’t that far from the Keane Kompound…
“Can the animals in Family Circus really talk?” you may ask. And I say, “Judge for yourself.”
This complete lack of attention — I’d blame someone, too…
This at-home schooling is finally paying off. Billy is getting smarter with each passing day!
Ripped from the headlines!
Piano-sales in the U.S. continue to take a nose-dive…
Isn’t it amazing how a 60+ year-old comic can seem so topical?
Who’s bright idea was it to buy a house on a quarter-acre of water-guzzling lawn? Yes, YOU, Big Daddy!
And it looks like Dolly just can’t catch (or catch-up) a break…
It’s those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer (well, in five days or so):
And a guest-inspired strip to keep Big Daddy naked…
Funny, though, how sometimes profound insight occurs in the Kean Kompound (funnier still when it comes from Jeffy):
And, for once, an off-strip narrator must speak (“Not Me”!):
