American madness
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Blondie, 4/3/21
Not sure why but I’m very fixated on the choice to do a pink-to-blue gradient in the background here. Specifically, I’m very curious as to whether we’re looking at sunrise or sunset. Typically, Dagwood and Mr. Beasley the mailman crash into one another as Dagwood runs out the door in the morning to catch his carpool, but that usually happens because he’s running late, so it seems unlikely that our notorious snoozemeister would be up and around literally at the break of down. Mostly I’m curious as to whether the madness Mr. Beasley is displaying in today’s strip arises from beginning-of-day manic enthusiasm or end-of-day exhaustion verging on psychosis. I’m sure I could comb through hundreds of Blondie strips looking for clues as to the geographic orientation of the Bumstead home to determine whether we’re looking east or west here, but I’m proud to report that I’m not quite at that level of comics obsession.
Barney Google and Snuffy Smith, 4/3/21
Man, this strip always does its best to extract grim laffs from its characters’ economically desperate situation, but “Snuffy begs Doc Pritchart to freeze his face into immobility with off-label botox, giving him a marginal advantage in the games of chance where the few circulating dollars in Hootin’ Holler are passed back and forth among the town’s impoverished residents” is really on another level.
126 replies to “American madness”
Fumbly Circus: “An’ the year before that, an’ the year before that, an’ the year before that . . . .”
The Funky Munky: You call that a personality?
Judge Dreadful: The series was picked up by the Department of Sanitation, and Neddy got fined for littering.
Hail Mary: Anyone who thinks therapy works like that needs help.
Rex Snoregan, Mighty Dull: The last time I said “To be continued,” I had a bad case of the flu and had just finished praying to the porcelain god. Kyrie eleison!
Luann: “Gunth, why do you let Bets dump all over you?”
“Sh-she told you about that? Look, Les, it’s not something I’m really into, I just wanted to try it once!”
“What are you talking about?”
“Wait, what are you talking about?”
Blondie-“Oh well. Just as long as he’s not shooting up the post office.”
MW-“This is progress.” Is it progress enough to end this story?
MT-I thought they lived in a several hundred acre compound in the woods. When they did they get an HOA?
JP-The network is desperate to put anything on the air.
FC-That’s the type of carrot Mommy likes.
Archie-I would be more worried about Reggie getting something from Veronica.
Lio-“Plumber, ma’am.”
Love Is-Naked for Jesus.
“That’s great, Eve, but what does it have to do with dogs?”
Blondie: Daisy is looking to the readers for help to escape the horrors of Mr. Beasley’s mental collapse.
Blondie: The pink to blue background was no doubt decided to avoid the clash with Mr. Beasely’s blue postal uniform. It stands out better with more pink around it. In other news, Beasely has apparently gone postal.
Classis Bloom County- To quote 10cc ‘The things we do for love’. Or in this case, ‘The things we do for a slim chance of having sex.’
Snuffy Smith: At first I misread that as “I git a cut of th’ wimins ya make wif” which was on another other level.
BGSS: Doc then immobilizes Snuffy’s ass, because he thought the label on the syringe meant he had to give the shot in the buttocks.
Blondie-Mr. Beasley is hobby horsing off into the sunset.
Blondie- Maybe Mr. Beasley is riding his little horse a few doors down to a gender reveal party? Held by a couple who can manipulate the color of the sky? If it’s a boy they return the sky to it’s natural blue. If it’s a girl it’s a pastel pink sky. Pretty crappy superpower to have if you ask me.
Blondie : You know, typically you do the anniversaries at the big round numbers, and the Pony Express’ 160th anniversary was on April 3, 2020.You could celebrate the 160th anniversary of the Pony Express’ failure and closure, which is on October 26, 2021… Though I probably shouldn’t act this contrarian towards a man who’s visibly lost all sanity…
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Snuffy Smith : Don’t do it Snuffy! Doc Pritchart doesn’t know how to turn botulism-causing bacteria* into botox! You’ll get too many of the nastier side effects!
*Of course the people of Hootin Holler have access to botulism-causing bacteria. It’s in most of their food reserves.
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Dennis the Menace : is going to poop into that french horn. Very menacing.
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Funky Winkerbean : really, “major general” instead of “major pain”? I know the latter is more facile, but it is also actually more funny?
Also, can’t these old ladies just throw Dinkle out of their church, or did they literally name him their all-powerful boss by making him organist/choir director, and now all decisions go through/are made by him?
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Six Chix : “Rita Van Winkle”, huh? You can’t fool me, that’s Sleeping Beauty, but for some reason Stephanie Piro felt that “Sleeping Beauty can’t break the spell keeping her asleep and needs someone else to wake her up” was too much of a sacrosanct rule to break, even for a “coma patient wakes up, sees current events, goes right back into unconsciousness” joke.
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Slylock Fox : Which of these elephants is different? Number 3, because unlike the others whose laughter is sincere and happy, his laughter is forced and causing him distress.
JP- Most people brush their hair away from the ear when talking on the phone. But not our Nedra! Good thing she’s a trust fund baby. Otherwise she’d have to create an account on MFC to make ends meet.
GT: I’m so glad they moved from a girl hoping Zane will have more time for her with his “big adorable package” to the status of Internet service in Milford. There’s only so much excitement one can absorb at one time!
MT- Since when is Cherry a cast member on ST-TOS?
Blondie: Dag, I think the point of this little exercise is that Beasley doesn’t enjoy his work, perhaps to the point that he’s having a bit of a breakdown? If the toy pony didn’t make that clear, I think the slapping himself on the ass should have put it over the edge…
BGSS: God, I can only imagine what Hootin’ Holler’s version of botox is. My first thought was antifreeze but that’s probably in too high demand for hooch production.
MW — There is something seriously wrong with this strip. Hmmm … I’ve got it! Dogs! There are no dogs! Dogs Are Good! Dogs! Dogs! Dogs!
BGSS – That Doc Pritchart! He’s not lyin’, He’s just stunnin’ with his love-glue-gunnin’.
love is… making a really sensational entrance at the church on Easter Sunday.
@Anonymous:
“Dennis the Menace : is going to poop into that french horn. Very menacing.”
He just wants to beat Marvin to the punch. Hmm, doesn’t Mr. Wilson have an old Victrola?
Mary Worth: “Free of the past, free of him, and Shoes!?! Aaaaaaaaaargh!!!
Blondie: Mr Beasley only stops spanking his own ass long enough to point out to Bumstead what a foot is. Later, his wife wonders why he has to eat dinner standing up.
Saul and Eve are going to the mall pet store to buy more dogs. You can never have enough dogs!
Blonde is thinking, “He never slaps *my* ass that enthusiastically!”
It is a small mercy that Blondie is commemorating the birth of the Pony Express today, rather than marking the anniversary of Martin Luther King’s death tomorrow.
“My therapist and I worked doggedly on my endogenous depression, which dogged me for years. Doggone it, what a boondoggle! Say, can we stop at the dogleg for a chili dog? My dogs are killing me!”
@Pozzo: Postman can’t ring twice when Dagwood is waiting at the door for him.
“Saul, I’m strangely attracted to the President of Turkey!”
BG&SS: the only time I ever see this comic is when it appears here. I honestly find the drawing a little repulsive.
MW: please make it stop. I’ll confess to anything just make it stop.
Blondie: Mr. Beasley, I assume you arrived in this suburban neighborhood by mail truck. Did you actually walk here from the post office, loaded down with mail? If so, that is an incredibly inefficient system.
Snuffy: I’d say the single saddest detail is the patch on Doc Pritchard’s surgical gown.
Blondie: Are you kidding? The farthest most postal workers have to walk is from the truck to the mailbox, and if you have a group drop-off you don’t have to do that all that often. Not exactly getting the ten thousand steps in….
BGSS: I question the use of the Wilson icing dispenser to administer Botox.
Seems like the good folks at Dick Tracy are trying to tell us the real criminals aren’t the drug dealers, but instead the real estate developers. Which, uh, math checks out?
love is… She’s very proud of that Easter hat. It may not look very fancy, but it’s been in her family for generations. Every year at Easter they get dressed up in their best clothes and go to church, and every year she gets compliments on her dress, her shoes, her purse — even her husband gets compliments on his suit — but NOTHING ABOUT THE HAT. Well, this year, she vowed… this year will be different.
FW; Just saying, ladies, maybe it’s time to put that ad back in the Weekly Shopper.
MW: See, overcoming PTSD triggers is super-easy! All you need is a dog and a couple of therapy sessions and you’re good to go!
Phantom: Surely nobody else could wear dark glasses!
“Nope, they rode horseback! We have to deliver on foot! By which I mean we have to walk the short distance from the mail truck to the front door of our customers. And that’s only in those suburban subdivisions that don’t have mailboxes on the curb. And they rode long distances across the country to deliver mail, distances today’s mail crosses by airplane, or sometimes by big truck. And at the time they started most of the land they traversed was just beginning to see some white settlement if any, so they had to deal with natives pissed at the whites encroaching on their land, and America was literally on the verge of civil war, and just over a year after they started the transcontinental telegraph line rendered them obsolete. So I guess times were pretty tough after all, but dammit, I really want to ride on horseback – driving trucks a few feet at a time just isn’t the same – and I’m going to milk this dime-store toy for all it’s worth even if people think I’ve gone off the deep end.”
I’m kind of amazed Hootin’ Holler even has access to Botox, and Snuffy doesn’t have to go to a big-city doctor with their annoying things like “ethics”. I guess I just think of it as eternally frozen in the 1930s (and the people creating it as eternally frozen in the 60s).
MW: Gary tried to shoot her to death and Eve is triggered by a mannequin with a suit? Where does KM up with this crap?
Blondie: Toy horses instead of mail trucks? Please don’t give the Postmaster General any more ideas…
SS: That needle looks like it’s been used more than a few times. Snuffy may win at poker. But he will be on the hook for tens of thousands of dollars to cure the hepatitis C he contracts from that syringe. Doc is playing the long game.
MW: how many months were we into this storyline before Eve mentioned that Gary tried to murder her?
Trying to find a hook for a joke I looked up the Pony Express to confirm they were more of a town to town service, which they were, so get walkin’, Beasley. More surprising, I learned the Pony Express went bankrupt and out of business after only 18 months, a feat the current Postmaster General would be ecstatic to duplicate.
Blondie – The self ass slap is a nice touch….
BG&SS – I like to see Snuff with Angelina Jolie lips….
Adios Amigos, DJ.
Blondie: I think the colorist figured “ridin’ off into the sunset” was a feature, not a bug. That said, I wonder what the mortality rates were for Pony Express riders?
BG&SS: Looks like the folks in Hoot-n-Holler have discovered mainlining meth. I high that will last for days.
9CL – Just imagine if this were to really happen. You leap off a pier over the lake, and as you come down towards the water suddenly a huge beefcake model male appears underneath you and holds up his arm so that you land with your stomach on his outstretched hand. Assuming you didn’t break his arm, because of all the beefcakery, you’d still likely vomit all over him.
Brooke may have watched one too many ballets and assume that women are built of balloons and can just float gently down through the air and land softly on an open palm.
I’m thinking that the “woman leaps into the air and lands in the man’s arms, then they wander around all day with him carrying her (boinking is assumed)” fantasy is one Brooke has never tried to replicate in real life.
Crank: There’s a limited amount of competency in this strip, so if someone displays a Previously Unrevealed Talent, someone else has to do something completely idiotic. And it’s a very limited amount of competency, so the Previously Unrevealed Talent doesn’t even need to be shown as actually any good.
Phantom: I’ve just realised that the absolute stupidest part of all this is that the Colonel is talking as though he thinks Towns Ellerbee is a pseudonym, but the guy’s “really” John X, even though “Towns Ellerbee” sounds marginally more like a real name, and John X is literally a name the Jungle Patrol gave him because he had amnesia.
RMMD: I know this has been mentioned before, but with the whole Bat-Shark-Repellent bit, it’s worth reiterating that Sarah’s concept of Batman should come from recentish cartoons, movies she’s technically too young to watch, or possibly even comic books, not a TV series that’s approaching retirement age.
love is... I wonder how long his tie is.
Ripley’s – Ladybugs have knees?
RWO – Oh, no! Someone took the eggs out of the refrigerator!
FW – They hired him. They can choose to give him a warning or just fire him now.
Vintage A3G – Lampey in much better days.
Blondie – My father was a letter carrier in the small town where we lived. He did have a route that he walked. When I was a teenager I ironed his uniform shirts, and the patch on the sleeve was a Pony Express rider. The joke was that it was running backwards. In the 1970s our small town newspaper ran an article about my father after he’d been working for the PO for around fifteen years and noted the thousands of miles he had walked.
9 Chickweed Lane Classics: When Edda was young she was body shaming her own body.
Breaking Cat News: C’mon! Let’s all sing together!
♫ Let the bunnies hit the floor! Let the bunnies hit the FLOOOOR! ♫
MW: More dogs, mule.
Vintage A3G: I’m looking forward to the dinner with Mama. Either things will go well, and they’ll be engaged before dessert, or Mama will be displeased and put the poison powder in the panna cotta.
@52 Arabella:
I guess that’s just an ornate platter in the hutch but it kind of looks like a fat bunny.
@TheDiva:
Not even a couple! Just one!
@Horace Broon: #45
“RMMD: I know this has been mentioned before, but with the whole Bat-Shark-Repellent bit,”
Still not a patch on the TV episode where a kidnap victim (?) had left behind a message formed by alphabet soup letters, and when B&R found it, Batman cautioned Robin not to disturb it while he unlooked the “Bat-Alphabet-Soup Container” from his utility belt, intoning “The proper tool for the proper purpose, Robin!”
@Sequitur: #50
? Let the bunnies hit the floor! Let the bunnies hit the FLOOOOR! ?
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I hope that’s a joke. If you’re serious, it’s a terrible suggestion.
Zits: He’s gonna blow! HE’S GONNA BLOW!!
@56 Shrug:
LOOK! ♫ There’s a bunny on the floooorrr! ♫
Pluggers: Is “Comics Curmudgeon” a bit of an oxymoron? I think it might be. Is “too much whipped cream” an oxymoron? No, Dave Kauffman of Clarkston, Michigan, it isn’t. Not in Pluggerville. Not anywhere.
MW: I’m surprised so many Mudges are unhappy with the speed of Eve’s therapy. I’d be okay if she were instantly cured by reading her horoscope at this point.
Peanuts Begins: Feeding chocolate to dogs. Ahh, those were the days. FYI, that 10¢ piece of candy would be about a dollar today.
@Sequitur: I love your shout out to BCN. It took a while for this strip to click with me, but now it’s one of my favorites. “Let the bunnies hit the floorrrrr!”
Phantom: So some amnesiac wanders into the Jungle Patrol HQ and instead of taking him to the nearest psychiatric hospital they sign him up and give him an alias.
True fact: I am descended from one of the founders of the Pony Express. No saddles or other tack passed down through the generations, I’m afraid.
@Tom T.: #60
“True fact: I am descended from one of the founders of the Pony Express.”
Human or equine?
@Shrug: Nay, I say thee! Nay!
@TheDiva: MW: See, overcoming PTSD triggers is super-easy! All you need is a dog and a couple of therapy sessions and you’re good to go!
That’s what I’m doing wrong! I should trade my cats for a dog . . . wait, my cats are so crazy I’m giving them therapy. Should I get them a dog? Moy leaves so many questions unanswered!
I’m kinda finding it impossible to not think about the sign in Doc Pritchart’s lawn, specifically the symbol between “MD” and “DDS”. Clearly from context it’s supposed to be an ampersand, but it’s not. It kinda looks like a half formed musical clef. Maybe that’s another of the Doctor’s services? He’ll check your cough, pull a bad tooth and then play you a relaxing tune while you recover?
Luann: I thoroughly enjoy the fact that Les, introduced as an unlikeable jerk, is the only likable character in the strip.
Sid, is that your pony in Blondie?
@66 Scratchy Scrotum LXIX:
If it is, Sid is going through a second childhood.
@Guillermo el Chiclero: ….and then make fun of his optical condition.
CCB @44: Considering the build on Siegfried down there, I would expect his hand and arm to puncture Fleurrie’s diaphragm and leave her impaled down to his shoulder.
@Scratchy Scrotum LXIX: heh heh heh. It’s sure not Melody Mare! She’ll work cartoony for the right deal, but not headless heh heh heh
@64 K. Ivan Ruppert:
Doc didn’t have room on the sign for his other specialty, DVM.
@Sid, Agent to the Animal Stars!: That didn’t make any sense, did it? Heh heh heh. Just got back from a three V8 cocktail lunch…
I’m takin’ the weekend off. To hell with Mark Trail and his freakin’ Sunday feature.
@Guillermo el Chiclero: A similar model has worked for the French Foreign Legion for over a century.
@73 Sid, Agent to the Animal Stars!:
Enjoy your second childhood!
Love Is-Hoping that Jesus’ resurrection can also resurrect something else. https://www.artfulaspreycartoons.co.uk/love-is-color-3-april-2021/
Blondie-The next morning Mr. Beasley wakes up to a hobby horse’s head in his bed.
Snuffy Smith-Wait until Snuffy finds out that he’s going to be tested for performance enhancing drugs.
Baby Blues: “Well, let me tell you about the time he fucked a keyhole. ‘Fucked’ not too hard a word, is it?”
“Nah, I use ‘fuck’ all the time but what’s a keyhole?”
@brendancalling: #65
I rather like Ox. And, of course, Punk and Monstro. (Puddles, not so much.)
Luann: Oh finally we get some Lesther action. He wants to get Bets out of the way and have Gunther to himself. Right…?
@Shrug: Puddles is my actual favorite, but I’m also that person who goes to a party and talks to the dog. Dez and Jack are good main-ish characters. I also liked Quill! Rest in Perth, Quill.
@Shrug: who can forget Snarky Goth Crystal? Please bring her back, Evansii!
@Shrug: For heaven’s sake! Punk and Monstro are mere animals! Ox is….um.
Blondie: “Going postal” has a more benignly insane connotation in the Bumsteads’ hometown than it does elsewhere. Well, so far.
@Ukulele Ike:9CL – on second thought, he may not be catching her as she jumps into the lake, she make just be posing that way while he holds her above his head with one arm and swims across the lake, looking back at her the whole time. Which is much more believable.
9CL: Shirtless Sveth has to be the most misshapen muscular man on the comics pages, like an Image Comics superhero if Rob Liefeld ran out of ink.
C-Shaft: So the whole bookmark thing turned out to be a shaggy dog story, except there’s no dog and no story.
FW: He is the very model of the asshole major general.
JP: “I’d like to think that I’m not just being handed money for being pretty and coming from the right family, but let’s look at the history here.”
Shoe: No sympathy. Sal had eight floors to remember that he’s a bird.
Crankshat: I didn’t think it was possible for Lillian to become an even more loathsome hag.
She proved me wrong.
I’ve had my share of cosmetic dermatology, but usually the doctor doesn’t use a caulk gun, in my experience.
9CL: The weird thing about the situation at the lake is that originally the polar plunge was just something that kid Edda and Juliette did as a mother-child bonding ritual. By the time of Francis and Diane’s awkward courtship, we learn by way of Sister Steven that the whole town comes down to this pond to make out. Now it seems like everyone in the Northeast is now using this pond as a make out point and they’re doing the polar plunge, often at the same time. With all of the retconning going on, I’m sure we’ll soon learn that a famous New England poet frequented this pond in the nineteenth century and used it as inspiration. Later still, we’ll learn that this inspiration involved being boinked into submission by Pibgorn.
@Artist formerly known as Ben:
Dare to dream!
Come to think of it, we can’t see Sven’s feet, now, can we?
“I have a loving partner who admires my talent and YOU don’t!” combined with that hands on hips pose – yep. A real man’s man.
You know, if Rex Morgan wants to be a superhero, Mandrake the Magician wouldn’t be a bad choice. I mean, addressing conflict with vague, halfhearted gestures is kinda his deal. And with her hair grown out a bit, June could be a convincing Princess Narda.
I don’t know what to do about Sarah, though—maybe Hojo, or Lothar? Some obnoxious stereotype, for sure.
@Uncle Lumpy: #92
I don’t read MANDRAKE, but if he has a side career as a stage magician, couldn’t Sarah be the rabbit he pulls out of hist hat?
I think Buck would have to be Lothar. Given current mores, he couldn’t appear in blackface, so “Buckhar” the nebbish.
@Shrug:
Yeah, but rabbits are cute.
@94 Uncle Lumpy:
So are bunnies. And they’re ON THE FLOOR!
@Artist formerly known as Ben: @Uncle Lumpy: How can you speak evil of Rob Liefeld, on today of all days?
https://robliefeldcreations.com/zombie-jesus/
@Calvin’s Cardboard Box: Thank you for these tips on how to pick up women!
@Peanut Gallery: I often bring up the “Hello Kitty is not a cat” principle to explain everything from Shoe (the characters are not really birds, they’re just drawn as birds) to, well, Love Is, where we are obviously meant to treat the characters’ nakedness as an artistic convention, and not something they actually do at church. And yet, they are sometimes depicted with clothes. I suppose this is to keep them from looking like they’re having sex, but this does spoil the conceit. I mean, what if the Shoe characters were suddenly drawn as humans whenever the bird metaphor got awkward? (Awk! Awk!)
@Gladly, the cross-eyed bear: LUANN: I’m just waiting for someone to edit the word balloons so that Gunther is the nagging wife and Les is the lazy husband, because that’s definitely what the artwork is showing here.
@pastordan: I was just thinking that this strip probably came about when the Blondie staff wanted to commemorate some newish holiday or event, but the syndicate must have told them that the old people who read the strip don’t care about that / wouldn’t approve of it. “What holidays do they celebrate, then?” some wit must have quipped. “The founding of the pony express?” Laughter all around, and they must have decided to use that very idea.
I was thinking Earth Day or something, but Martin Luther King Day definitely has the ring of plausibility.
@AhClem: What if dogs wore suits? Would they be good or evil?
Hey, number 100! Josh isn’t going to read anything past this post!
Hey, Josh! Yer mother wears army boots!
Uh oh, what if she was in the navy or something? You could start a fight this way.
Does Josh even read any of the comments on Saturday?
Wizard of Id-Never piss the Wizard off.
@Uncle Lumpy:
Small/big mercies.
Luann – Gunther is just like a cuckold.
Let the bunnies hit the floor!
One…nothing’s wrong with me!
Two…nothing’s wrong with me!
Three…Lupin’s got to give!
Four…Lupin’s got to give!
Let the bunnies hit floor!
Let the bunnies hit the FLOOOORRRRR!!!!
ahem. Now that that’s out of the way, you bunnies over there. Everything good? Okey-dokie.
Now hit the FLOOORRRR!!!
Does anyone here know how to Madison?
@Mr Moustache: No shit. If they are ever going to show intercourse in this strip, now’s the time: Les rawdogging Bets.
And making Gunther watch, like they did with Howard Sprague in Getaway.
@Scratchy Scrotum LXIX: According the the actual strip, Les DID go out with Bets before she met Gunther. But he didn’t make any sex stuff with her, I guess because he refused to put on the pirate suit.
@107 popamatic:
*steeples fingers* Excellent!
@Gladly, the cross-eyed bear: Yeah, when I saw today’s strip, I couldn’t help but think of whoever posted that.
About the only permissible dude answer to the question Les asked is “she does anal”, but obviously that’s not happening in Luann.
@Shrug: Ox was introduced as the “mentally challenged lummox with a heart of gold,” like Lenny in “Of Mice and Men.” Les was specifically a villain.
I too enjoy Punk.
MW: “So,Mary, whatever happened to that one eyed cat you adopted when I found Greta?” “Oh,I palmmed her off on someone within the first week.”
@Bryan:
Omigaw—Gunther and Les as The Lockhorns.
@Uncle Lumpy: #116: I’m thinking more Irma and Thirsty Thurston.
The town the Bumsteads live in has suffered some grain spoilage. Dagwood and Mr. Beasley express the psychological effects of ergot exposure in different ways.
MW: Hooray–thanks to the help of the dogs, Saul, and Mary, Eve has finally found the strength to forgive men’s suits, and enjoy a lavish lunch at the Food Court! Ever wonder what kind of issues Karen Moy has been working through? “Difficulty grokking human society” is probably one…
@Rube: Well, at least that would give her and Gunther something in common.
MT: If anybody wants to see Jules’ beaver, this is your lucky day.
@Hardees Blueberry Quail Burger Jr.: So does this mean that at some point in the near future, Tootsie will be pointing at Blondie and screaming “I SAW GOODIE BUMSTEAD WITH THE DEVIL!”?
@Poteet: Whoops, that was supposed to be Goody Bumstead. Not a member of the musical group.
Luann, more than today’s MW, understands the true meaning of Easter–it’s dogs!
9CL: Something something rubbers something something rain gear in the shower I got nothin’.
Flash [Gordon] Forward: Oooo, PETA’s gonna be all over their asses for this.
@Zla’od: Re 9CL, once again Brooke reveals more about his very special interests than most of us ever wanted to know.