We’re just going to have to let you go, you little moron.
Of course, a pregnant Nurse Practitioner’s job is never done…
And for an aspiring politco, does the job ever begin?!?
Sunday’s was another “let’s all jabber together” panel, that I’ve mashed at least one Halloween before. And this was intriguing, as Billy and Jeffy were originally gazing upon a bush or shrub or something in full bloom. Granted it’s still sunny in central and southern Arizona, but a good portion of the U.S. has tasted the cold already, and even snow.
Ah, but it’s always sunny in Snowglobe Valley, isn’t it?
I’d bet good money I mashed on this topic at least once before. But then again, the first time pretty much had Dolly messing with her mouth just like this, too. So I think we’re even.
Ew.
This is an update…or a repeat (some that the Keanes are very, very familiar with). An intrepid Curminion found the template (I’m calling it a template: I can’t imagine that this hasn’t been used only twice in the long, long history of the Family Circus), and I feel the need to bring it to someone’s attention. [Those folks who get peeved when cartoonists go on vacation have the gall to have a few days’ or weeks’ of strips rerun should bear in mind that this is really no different. I, for one, am not seeing a lot of creativity or artistry being expended here.]
Josh, the Comics Curmudgeon himself!, and I came up with just about identical canine reactions to Dolly playing with PJ…
I wonder why the editors only ran the first two panels of these fine strips.
You know, Rex Morgan, M.D.:
And Mary Worth, Professional Buttinsky:
And meanwhile, somewhere in the Lower Sonoran Desert…
(Thanks to CC’s queek, for the very peculiar photograph!)