Monday fast takes
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Dick Tracy, 11/24/25
“Can’t believe this clown would rather cut people’s brake lines for money instead of building elaborate funny cars for the mafia. Nobody wants to work anymore!”
Pluggers, 11/24/25
Not sure if the joke here is “pluggers are lazy and listless, and look for ways to postpone even the simplest chores as long as possible” or “pluggers shit a lot, and messily.”
Mary Worth, 11/24/25
Wait, does Toby think Sunny’s entire species was smuggled over the border from Mexico, only to die en masse in a trucking accident? Can’t believe I’m just now putting this together, but is she, like … dumb dumb?
Shoe, 11/24/25
It was 51 years ago! That’s actually a pretty easy fact to look up.
129 replies to “Monday fast takes”
I’m CRUSHED the artist added “Root” to Dick’s bottle, clearly at the last minute. Dick’s a beer-with-lunch guy, not a $2 bottle soda guy! Christ, next you’ll tell me he voted for Mondale!
But was it Real Nixon, now Bird Nixon? Or Shoeniverse’s Duck Nixon, who was president until a year ago. Keep pimpin, Biz!
Real Plugger bears are way too cheap to buy Charmin. 2-ply is too high-falootin’ anyway.
Toby’s TV show enters its second hour of some jack-off laughing. Or, the Tonight Show, since Carson left.
He’s just saying that because Andy Bear is stingy with his wiping. His underwear is a Jackson Pollock nightmare.
Shoe: Bird incels really commit to the lifestyle.
DT:
“Those are awfully long arms of yours in today’s first panel, Buford! — has Rex Morgan checked you out for Marfan’s Syndrome?”
The tragedies known as Halloween TP Incidents make Pluggers weep.
MW: The smuggler went mad from all the backseat driving from the talking parrots
(squawk!) Turn right…no left…you’re following too close….go faster…slow down…I’m hungry…I gotta pee…(squawk!)
and drove off Aldo’s leap.
MW:
How exactly is it that Mary can discern that Sunny is doing “pretty well now,” and what are the telltale signs? — has she managed to squeeze ornithology classes in between her meddling and her baking?
MW:
Since there were three baked muffins on Mary’s plate when she arrived at Toby’s doorstep on Friday and there appear to be at least five now, I wonder if Toby maybe has tabletop wax muffins the way some people display wax fruit.
DT ‘Bogart and Ozob’ sounds like a lost Beckett play.
Congrats, Pluggers, you managed to outcreepy the Charmin Bears.
MW That has to be the greatest into dialogue box in the history of this strip. The only thing that would have made it better is if their conversation afterwards was completely unrelated.
Shoe An entire geological age ago, before the rise of the humanoid avians as a dominant species? You can just say “it’s been a while.”
Pluggers:
If one is supposed to “write what you know,” I wonder what that says for Mr. Joseph.
Sadly, too many Plugger marriages break up when a “cheap but thin” is paired with a “thick but soft” TP buyer.
DT: Tracy is willing to show some solidarity with the working-class small-town cop by sharing his $4 vending-machine-sandwich lunch, but he insists on washing it down with a $5 artisanal soda. That’s why they call him “The Dick”.
MW: The way Sunny is partially blocking Toby’s view of the TV, does she actually believe that he is part of the show?
“Oh, Sunny! Don’t talk that way to Ross.”
MW: Mary and Toby fail to observe that Sunny has stopped laughing. After only a few minutes listening to the two women chatting, the expression on the parrot’s face, with his beady eyes squinting under a slight feathery frown and his beak pressed firmly shut, indicates that Sunny has quickly read the room, figured out what life at Charterstone will hold, and resolved that at the first opportunity he’s going to make a break for it, QUALITY PELLETS notwithstanding.
How crushing it must be to be lonely, in a world where Shoe gets dates.
@Bob Tice: ‘All the better to point at you with, my dear Dick!’
@Bob Tice: Not to mention, it could all be a big co-winky-dink that this ‘accident’ happened and Sunny turned up in the park. This bird could still be a missing pet for all we know. Too bad there isn’t an animal expert in this strip, who works in a building that literally says ‘ANIMAL’ on it, that could offer some advice and guidance on what happens when animals randomly appear.
RMMD: GASP! It’s the stalker’s identical twin brother! They liked to tag team their stalkees, and when the twin heard that his dear brother had died in the line of stalker duty, he swore revenge! He’ll annoy and pester Blondie to death if it’s the last thing he does!
…Or it could just be Augie Doggy Ding Dong Daddy. ‘I finally finished grading those papers, can we go ahead with the sex know?’ [puppy dog eyes]
MW: So, if breaking Federal law isn’t going to be the plot conflict here, it must be Ian.
RMMD: DING DONG! It’s Summer’s work friends, come to take her to a BAR, where she can attract a NEW (psycho) man! Wheee!
GT: I’m surprised Mr. TMI announcer didn’t say, “Once married, but now she likes chicks!”
SHOE: So, Tricky Dick was the last President to get his motor running? Unsettling in SO many ways.
PLUGGERS: My mother used to buy things; shoes, paper towels – and say it was her “lifetime supply.” OF COURSE, we asked her what our options were if she ran out and was still above ground.
Please tell me that Ozob’s specialty was modifying cars so an entire mob hit squad could fit in a tiny VW Beetle.
DT: This new Fast and Furious movie looks… whatever the opposite of lit is.
Pluggers: I actually think the Charmin bears would be less annoying if they wore trucker caps and flannel.
Shoe: Today’s strip is about a bird that once had sex with Richard Nixon, or possibly Agnew or Kissinger.
Man, that’s one “Pluggers” strip that could stand on its own, without a caption. In fact, they should just go ahead and market the t-shirt.
@Bob Tice: How would you know the difference between wax muffins and the kind Mary brings?
One of the purest pleasures I’ve known in my life was living next to a grocery store that sold toilet paper in 112-roll packs. Surely one of the major tenets of the Plugger lifestyle is buying things in bulk, and a storage room full of TP is much preferrable than a roll with 1000 sheets of paper thin enough to tear if you breathe on it?
From the look of it, Pluggers get their adult toys at Sam’s Club, and that is all I am going to say about that.
Dick Tracy: A table that could seat six in the break room is frankly incredible. How big is this place? How many people want to have Doritos and a small-batch root beer at the same time?
[Checks funding levels for the Neo-Chicago Metropolitan Police Department]
Oh.
— Psalm 10:16-18, MARY WORTH International Version
MW It’s the Miracle of the multiplication of the Muffins, folks! (Gospel of Meddle, 5:1)
Also possibly Mary demonstrating her reality-warping powers as the plate has transformed into a bowl.
Shoe: This is genuine. My parents are always asking me things I then have to look up on my phone instead of doing it themselves.
DT: Who made those sandwiches? Mary Worth?
Pluggers: If anyone looked at me the way bear guy is looking at that toilet paper, I’d start running.
MW: This storyline could go two ways and the suspense is not killing me. Toby could fall deeper into the delusion that Sunny is the lone survivor of his South American species and on arrival in another continent has gained super powers, or the trauma of the truck crash will build up an insufferable ennui in his soul leading to a premature death and funeral that all of Charterstone must attend.
Next week in Pluggers: “Pluggers are so old, they don’t even buy 1,000 sheet toilet paper anymore.”
Wait. Are the butt-obsessed Charmin bears Pluggers? Are they nudists? Can back-to-nature types even be Pluggers? What’s going on?
Mary Worth: Forget the Amazon parrot nonsense, we have a giant head in panel two! A giant, floating head, very menacing!
Uh, I’m being told it’s on the TV screen. Nothing to see here. Carry on.
FC:
“Mommy, Billy also belched, farted, and scratched his balls —but I’m pretty sure he got that from Grandpa.”
PLUGGERS: With trucker work drying up and the plant closing, Andy is resorting to trying to get work as one of the Charmin Bears.
I’m pretty sure a bear with toilet paper is infringing on a trademark, Pluggers.
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Parrots and Toby, putting the P.T. in P.T.S.D. (Parrots, Toby’s Sure Dumb).
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Bird Richard Nixon: “I am not a rook.”
@Guts Dozier: That’s why they call him “The Dick”.
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DON’T LOOK ETHEL!
MW-Come, Toby, let Mary feast on your sadness.
Slylock Fox-It’s the fire Slylock kicks Max into.
RMMD-It’s the Ding Dongs I ordered!
MW-“And you, Toby, how are you doing since Ian left and will return in a week or two?”
FC-“From you! I learned it by watching you!”
PLUGGERS: Pluggers publish their Covid-era comics five years too late. (So expect a sick burn about tariffs by 2033)
Gasoline Alley: Wait, they got eggs from the Chicken Pluckers convention? The poultry biz is different there somehow.
Luann: “You’re not only incapable of cooking Thanksgiving dinner, you can’t even provide the vessels for cooking it” is a hell of a message, Grandma.
FC: What is more odd: Billy watching football and drinking beer, or BDK being a couch potato who only drinks cola?
SHOOET: The story is told of a soldier in the Korean War, who was put into a coma by an artillery shell blast in 1953. Sixteen years later, in April of 1969, he awakens, looks out the window of his hospital room, and sees the flag at half staff. He asks the nurse why. She tells him Eisenhower died last week. “Oh, no!” he says, “That means that [grawlix] NIXON is president!”
@The Quiet Man: The Wicked Stalker of the West! He’s worse than the other one!
@A Grave Mind: The artist didn’t put the word “ROOT” on that bottle of 12% ABV Imperial Stout; Tracy did.
How far off is the panel where a Plugger is depicted enjoying his bidet? Really sorry for sharing this though (and, indeed for having it).
@Kyle: THOUGHT
Shoefly — Yes, I remember my last date well. We were shacked up at the Watergate Hotel when she said she had to go look at some plumbing. Never came back. . .
“Yeah, I got it on with Rose Mary Woods for eighteen and a half minutes, youngster. She was a real fireball.”
DT: Ozob makes the mistake of many entrepreneurs in being a generalist, attempting to cast as wide a net as possible in his search for customers. He customizes getaway cars, he cuts brakes, he entertains at birthdays and county fairs…if I were him I’d focus exclusively on the bespoke mafia jobs, offering full white-glove service and maybe even a free vehicle tampering with purchase. That’s what’s really going to set him apart from the other hitmen.
MW: Sunny keeps his expression carefully neutral as Mary and Toby discuss the “accident.” The job went off without a hitch, now he just needs to lay low until things blow over. Fortunately the human he’s convinced to take him in seems uncommonly stupid.
Shoe – “Yeah, it was 1973 and for whatever reason, she was into Watergate hearings role-playing. She was Senator Sam Ervin and I was John Dean. I won’t go into detail, but I’ll say things got really hot when I said “cancer on the presidency.”
Dustin: See, this is what happens when you rely too much on ChatGPT: you completely forget how to bullshit your way through an assignment. If the kid had skimmed Wikipedia and Cliff’s Notes and cobbled something together, he could have skimmed by with a C- and not had to worry about doing extra homework over the fall break.
HotC: Is this going to be an educational segment on performing your own home neuterings?
JP: Just don’t ask her any follow-up questions about work, either.
REX MORGAN M.D.: I love that the main “tension” of this story is based on tacitly acknowledging that Augie is so untalented and uncreative that his “only chance” to ever have literary success is based on dating a woman with an interesting enough trauma (and given that this is the low-stakes, conflict-adverse world of Rex Morgan M.D., something this dipshit failed at miserably.)
REX MORGAN M.D. (2): I mean, for instance, Summer, who, as the narrative keeps pointed reminding us (ok, more like “vaguely hinting towards” bit still….) as a big point of contention in this storyline, is “deeply affected” from her stalking ordeal is eagerly blase about opening the door for unannounced strangers ringing her doorbell at night. (I bet she doesn’t even look through the peephole.) If it’s not her drippy milquetoast boyfriend, she’s completely unbothered.
DT: Ozob keeps trying to break away and devote himself full time to being a mechanic in all of the meanings. Yet, the clown roots keep tugging at him, so he keeps a side gig of doing shows thinking that one day, that is how he’ll retire. Is this how this arc will end, when “the day the clown cries” occurs?
JP: Only 6 months? So another 6 months, then the CIA-safe house lease expires
MW: Please let the parrot despise Ian because he resembles the smuggler.
RMMD: The walk to the door will use up 3-4 days as she has flashbacks to prior door walks.
MW: When they first mentioned “Amazon Parrots”, I figured the bird would be ordering a boatful of items via Alexa.
@treetown:
MW: Please let the parrot despise Ian because he resembles the smuggler.
Ian is the smuggler. Explains why he’s been gone so long and comes home with a broken leg (and ankle monitor).
@GarrisonSkunk: Damn you for reminding me of that “song.”
LUANN: These 1994 strips really lose their context without the preceding storyline where Nancy had to hock all of her cookware to bail the kids out of jail (well you explain why her dumb mother is bringing over her pots and pans. Or why grandma can’t just, y’know, make food at her own fucking house.)
The Plugger’s 1,000 sheets should last a while, but we can’t say the same of his nether regions after all that wiping. A Plugger dismisses the practical solution of a bidet as something only spoiled unmanly Europeans would use.
Fred Basset Spanish to English.
@MKay:
Perhaps Ian has quit academe and moved into the lucrative world of parrot smuggling, which would explain his month-long absence at a “conference.” Ever since the crash happened on his watch, he’s been on the run from the cartel who expect to be made whole.
RMMD- Candygram!
@Voshkod: “And if you asked her to keep your little affair quiet, she knew what to do.”
Don Abundio, translated:
[Sign: DOG SHOW]
“Look at these adorable doggies!”
“Such simple creatures… If they take a liking to you they’ll follow you everywhere”
“We humans are above that sort of behavior!”
Shoe – That’s one I don’t even have to look up! Mr. Cat was born in July 1974, I was born in October 1974. He is a Nixon baby, I’m a Ford baby. I’m not saying one of those things is better than another.
I will say, 1974 was a good year for being born, presidential scandal aside. ABBA won Eurovision, Hammerin’ Hank Aaron bested Babe Ruth’s record. Blazing Saddles was released. So was Chinatown. Bear Grylls, Alanis Morrissette, and Joaquin Phoenix were all born. Along with some fellow named Josh Fruhlinger…
I don’t remember any of it, but what a time to be alive!!!
Pluggers: Man, c’mon, Marvin already gives us enough shit and piss obsession, you don’t gotta join in the “fun” (term used incredibly loosely), Pluggers.
Mary Worth: Toby is such an idiot that even Mary isn’t giving the time of day to her melodrama, which says a lot. “No, Toby, your fucking parrot does not have PTSD. No, we are not taking him to a veterans’ support group. No, he does NOT need antidepressants to deal with the flashbacks. I’m calling animal control now.”
Shoe: I will admit, Biz having a t-shirt that says “geezer power” is pretty awesome. That’s the kind of fit that my own grandfather would have on and he was one badass motherfucker. So hats off to you, Biz, may your sense of fashion offset your depression over the fact that you haven’t gotten laid since Watergate.
@Charterstone: Dune:
He has also lost an eye, a hand and a leg.
So, he will welcome the parrot, because it will complete his appearance as a professional smuggler : Beard, eyepatch, hook for a hand, peg leg, parrot.
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Frazz : I *KNOW* the intent behind Mrs Olsen “Mm hmm” is meant to be “I actually hate the kids and didn’t intend to do them a favor for the long weekend”, but I *WISH* it was actually “Frazz, I’m not giving them the favor of a free Thanksgiving weekend, I’m taking the sacrifice of losing mine correcting their dumb essays. And you and I both know that little shit Caufield has talked the entire class into malicious compliance, something like writing a dumb, unrelated fake essay that hides the real, related essay with some weird secret coded message.”
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Hagar the Horrible : Lucky Eddie, those dragons look like they won’t give you the choice. You’re going to have to fight
(or run)for your life, NOW.Notice how Mary and Toby did not switch off the TV while they talk. While they feel compelled to discuss the matter, they are only half-heartedly into it and would rather focus on Friends and the Office
@2+2=7: My parents live in the same neighbourhood as one of my sisters, and there’s semi-regular shifting back and forth of the larger / less-used cooking pots, roasting pans etc. (they each own some bigger stuff but don’t need to keep two huge pots for big sides, for instance). It honestly makes sense to share kitchen stuff you don’t need often and when you do need it for an “occasion” there’s a 99%+ chance you’re doing it together.
But they do at least coordinate who’s doing what well ahead of time and possibly some cooking is done at the other house and brought over. There’s no passive aggressive power trips in the kitchen.
MW- If this bird is an escaped pet, wouldn’t he have an ID band on his leg?
@Schroduck:
Maybe Deep Throat as well.
@Old School Allie Cat: I remember it as a weird year for popular music. Dark Lady, The Streak, Billy Don’t Be a Hero, Angie Baby, The Night Chicago Died, and of course, Seasons in the Sun.
@Anonymous: Not necessarily, but you’d hope he might have an embedded chip. At the very least, Toby might have checked Facebook parrot groups to see if someone was desperately searching for their beloved lost pet, but it just never seemed to occur to her because she’s a moron.
Speaking from long experience rescuing parrots, there’s no way on Earth that a traumatized, smuggled wild parrot would fly down out of a tree, walk up to someone unafraid, and start talking like that. Sunny is clearly a lost pet, and Toby is too dumb to see if anyone is frantically looking for him.
To be fair, a lot of pluggers probably live in rural areas. When storms blow trees across the one road into town, it can be reassuring to know that you won’t run out of toilet paper.
The Family Circus Spanish to English.
@Pat443: There’s also no way that an untrained dog could follow the trail of another dog who had been transported in a van days before, but that’s Mary Worth for you.
Its finally happened…..Mr Whipple (Dick Wilson) has reincarnated as a Plugger.
I feel like Toby only having a hazy distinction between “species” and population or group of individuals is actually just garden-variety science illiteracy rather than extreme mental slowness
How did they miss the caption PLUGGERS REMEMBER WHEN A BIG ROLL OF TOILET PAPER WAS THE SEARS CATALOG?
@Tonio:
I remember it as a weird year for popular music.
You are not wrong about that. “Moody Pop” is the genre. Billy, Seasons in the Sun, and The Night Chicago Died are great examples. See also Indiana Wants Me, Tie A Yellow Ribbon…
But I notice you left the greatest weird song of 1974 out of the conversation. I am of course referring to Ray Stevens’ The Streak. Boogity, boogity.
Prediction: Sunny will be invited to the Charterstone thanks for giving party and Toby will ponder that long time comic trope — is feeding bird to a bird cannibalism?
You fool! 1,000 squares is way too far from the optimum ratio of squares to thickness!!
@Ettorre: Tobey knows Sunny is watching.
@Anonymous: “… wouldn’t he have an ID band on his leg?”
With a Bible verse in Spanish.
LUANN: Mom looks exactly like her mother. I wonder if Brad looks like the mailman…. Easy prevention of overcooking– buy fewer ingredients and threaten to send leftovers home with Grandma. But that sounds like right amount of stuffing.
BF: Susan finally starts her new hi Tek job.
MF: (strip that must not be discussed). Cute for everyone today
S4th: just checked on line, “vig” appears to be the bookie.
@Pat443:
#74. MW: you’re right of course. But like most of us, Woman can’t see what she doesn’t want to see.
@Activist: On “vig” — more like the bookie’s commission.
Marmaduke-“Now do you believe my dog ate my homework?” Or does Marmaduke need to eat the teacher.
Pluggers-Yet they buy the toilet paper that is used in public bathrooms.
@90 Liam: I think you misspelled the word “steal” in your comment; it’s not spelled “buy.”
Dick Tracy – The Neo-Chicago mobs have created the conditions for their own destruction. With Ozob only being able to turn to the mob’s loan sharks for the sort of money to open a shop (with notoriously usurious interest), he’s been unable to maximize his auto talents and the underworld loses the infrastructure that would diversify their underground economy.
Pluggers – Opponents to wealth concentration take note: Trying to explain the difference between one million and one billion dollars to Plugger in the form of how long it would take them to earn it is simply ineffective. But explain it in rolls of toilet paper? That’s a form of math they can understand.
Mary Worth – There is a version of Munchausen syndrome by proxy going on here, where Toby will use Sunny’s possibly being a survivor of a smuggling accident as a replacement for developing an interesting personality of her own.
Shoe – The last time Biz was on a date was during a business conference in Washington, and he met up with a fine Flamingo Lady. They headed up to his room in the Watergate Hotel.
In their anxious haste, the Watergate break-in crew entered the wrong hotel room. Something about G. Gordon Liddy yelling at that you saw nothing, and listing in graphic details that terrors that will befall you if you spoke, wrecked Biz’s confidence and masculinity, ruining dating for him for a half-century.
@GarrisonSkunk:
#82. Garrison, cannibalism is something I know about. Just as we eat mammals of varied species, carnivorous birds routinely eat other birds.. it’s cannibalism only when roaches eat roaches and chickens kill and eat other chickens. Yum. You’re welcome.
DT – Tru-dat….
Pluggers – Um…I’m gonna stop with the custom of shaking hands….
MW – Polly gotta green card….
Shoe – So, what kind’a date was Martha Mitchell….
Adios Amigos, DJ.
@CanuckDownSouth: I could kind of see that if it were the house of some young callow “naive-waif-out-on-her-own” (I would say “like Luann”, but we all know she’ll be in “5 year-old” mode until the day she does, so she ain’t leaving the nest anytime soon). But Nancy is a mature “established” woman with a family with (I presume) years of Thanksgiving experience. I’m pretty sure she’d have all the tools necessary to make a adequate Thanksgiving feast.
Therefore I suspect it’s like your latter suggestion, that this is really just a passive -aggressive “nagging mother” joke about Nancy fucking up holiday dinners.
Garfield: “You know what I do believe in? Retelling very old jokes!”
JP: “So, if the only thing you do is work, let’s talk about that. What is your job exactly? And why do you need to be in Oslo to do it?”
(Sophie stares at him in bewilderment for a moment, then flees.)
MW: Yesterday, I suggested Toby would have to go through some convoluted logic to justify keeping Sunny once she knew his (apparent) origins. I don’t know what I was thinking; obviously it would never even occur to her she might need to!
Pluggers: Sorry, Andy, but as far as I know Charmin aren’t in the market for a new spokesbear. (Does this joke work in the States? I know it’s an American brand, but is it also advertised with a cartoon bear going in the woods over there, or is that just us?)
(Come to think of it, I’m not even sure it’s still advertised with a cartoon bear over here — I don’t remember seeing those ads for a while, but it’s not like I was paying attention.)
Phantom: Well, I’m no Uncle Lumpy or Bob Tice, but…
Patrolwoman Han thinks she’s found her way in,
The bakers seem friendly, their trust she can win.
But when you’re prepping General Chuma’s breakfast roll,
You don’t want surprised by the Jungle Patrol!
RMMD: Oh, there’s someone at the door! I thought it was just a descriptive caption!
MW: “Whatever….hey, free parrot.”
Phantom: ”Yeah? What the fuck is a ‘jungle patrol?’”
MW: if all the parrots were flying about would the truck weigh less than if they were all on perches. This was explored on Mythbusters.
Pluggers: Andy Bear now has to buy toilet rolls because all the local rabbits have wised up to his “bear and a rabbit are taking a dump in the woods” routine.
Zits Spanish to English.
Toby: “Wow Mary, it’s so convenient living in a comic strip, if I forget the plot all I have to do is look up!”
Eventually Toby has to return the parrot to his owner, some bohemian German guy.
Toby: I guess he deserves Sunny more than I do.
German guy: Ya ya, put the parrot cage in the car, don’t mess up the CD changer in the trunk, idiots..
As he drives away, Toby cries and Mary hugs her, while the German guy drives back past them. “Hey, get a room!”
Not a too obscure reference but…
Pluggers: It’s ha-ha funny because pluggers suffer from gastro-intestinal distress.
Pluggers: Andy Bear looks back fondly of his days growing up on the farm where there were plenty of free corn husks to wipe himself with.
MW: If Sunny was being smuggled by a Mexican gang and he’s so quick to pick up on words shouldn’t he be blurting out things in Spanish?
@The Rambling Otter: The Simpsons?
@Horace Broon: Re: charmin — we got bears (plural) leaving “tire tracks” when they don’t get their preferred TP. Does that count?
@96 Horace Broon:
We’re still getting the bear Charmin commercials over here. Their big campaign slogan now is “Enjoy The Go!” with bears wagging their asses at us.
@Tonio: #72:
@Old School Allie Cat: #81:
The Terry Jacks version of “Seasons in the Sun” is sentimentally putrid, all weepy and syrupy, but catch the song it’s based on, “Le Moribund” (The Dying Man), by Jacques Brel. There are several good videos with English subtitles. The original contains dry, ironic wit.
@Guillermo el chiclero: Despite Rod McKuen’s reputation, his loose English translation is also more interesting than the Jacks version.
@A Grave Mind: McGovern.
Late Thread Cuisine: So much work for…that?
@110 Baja Gaijin:
Where’d you get a picture of a pluggers’ digestive tract?
@111 Sequitur: It’s today’s Pluggers’ Missing Final Panel.
@Baja Gaijin:
♪ Happy ♬ entrails to ♫ you…
@Al of the Christian Singles Jungle Patrol: Yeah ^^
@113 Anonymous: I posted the entrails. They don’t look happy.
@114 The Rambling Otter: Wow, that episode originally aired almost 30 years ago!
@Lord Flatulence:
Would tie in with our Nixon theme today. Before my time, I gather he was equally worthless.
@Baja Gaijin:
That presentation should get EVERYONE fired. Bet it’s yummy, though.
@A Grave Mind: “Acid – Amnesty – Abortion — Vote McGOVERN!”
@Ukulele Ike: Oh Yeah! Well no one can lick our Dick!!!
@Dennis Jimenez: DICK NIXON — before he dicks us
@Ukulele Ike: No thanks, I’m a Rum, Romanism and Rebellion guy myself.
Pluggers: What a shitty newspaper comic.
Oh wait, and on top of that it’s got bathroom humor today!
Please please please tell me this signals a return of Wilbur’s beloved series, I Shouldn’t Be Alive: Amazonian Parrot edition
xkcd: fifteen years: Bravo!
FC:
Dolly: Mommy! Daddy’s letting Billy drink a beer!
Billy: Big meh, you little snitch. Daddy lets Mommy drink all the gin she wants.
PLUGGERS: That roll doesn’t have a thousand sheets unless each sheet is half an inch wide.
LUANN: If they make four kinds of pies, I may start to get interested. And that big bizarre blonde lump on the top of Luann’s head makes her look like the star of WALKING-DEAD SISTER-WIVES.
MT: Well, gee, Mark. That was one of the top-ten stupidest unplanned and disorganized hunts in recent Texas history, not to mention that the feral hog was so weird that it probably had brain parasites. But your only concern is that Tess might be “reckless”?? Come to think of it, if you try to stand in front of her during the next hunt, you might be able to avoid having to take care of Rusty for the next twenty years.
@Poteet: #126: Hey, Poteet, how about this one from yesterday’s Family Circus?
HTT Grandma is thinking, “Hmph. Looks like Thel found my bottle of bourbon I keep stashed under these old pictures.”
@Baja Gaijin:
#110 Baja, bear tire tracks?
MW: I knew streaming channels were getting way too specialized, but I had no idea there was a “Ha Ha Ha” channel, showing only movies and TV shows with characters saying “ha ha ha” as the sole dialog. I guess at least the audience knows it’s supposed to be funny?