And when Love is… gives you something painfully, painfully obvious, run with it! (Just reposition the magnifying glass a little.)
Age? Senility? Or just captive in a community of nit-wits?
These stories of woe are beginning to sound all alike (and geez, I haven’t been reading this strip for that long!).
…that Mark Trail talking about armadillos is likely a repeat, within the past two years. Still, armadillos are just so weird ‘n’ cute that how could you blame him? And the first panel just cries for an Epic Treatment:
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!)
It’s so hot! I mean hot! So hot that Lu Ann has to float in a tub-full of lemonade or something:
All that thinking…it’s like a siren song to Paul Linski!
I swear that while just about everyone who commented on a dirt-covered, mud-pie making PJ referred to dirt or poo or dirt-eating or poo-eating (I think I covered all the bases), this is the first thing that came to my mind.
Yeah, like it’s an improvement…
Meanwhile, Dolly has the Epiphany we’ve dreamed of for so many years:
And Billy has his own Summer of Enlightenment:
“There is no friend like an old friend you can impose upon!”
Or maybe “ignore”…
