Of course, she wouldn't chew it, ruins it for the taxidermist.I really like this cartoon.
I prefer mint humbugs myself...
You know the older it is the chewier it gets! She wouldn't have that prob if she got a young tender thang.
Ah, but the older ones are riper, Lala.
Hi Brian I've seen you on comment threads over at Copperwitch & BWCA (and what the fuck is going on with that r.h.?) and finally got around to visiting. Love your cartoons. My faves? Chairman Mao; Agatha Forging ahead;
"Ah, but the older ones are riper" and ready to fall off the main stem without too much chew.
Lad...or possibly LL...not sure about calling you 'lad' because that's the Lancashire equivalent of 'Mate' or 'Pal' ("Y'awl reet Lad!")...it sounds insulting somehow...anyhow, LL...There's nothing up with Robbert that I can see...well, nothing that a quick labotomy wouldn't cure. That's not going to happen, of course. The last time they scanned his brain they discovered his head was packed with horse shit.Witchy,I prefer to think of them as big and swollen and bursting with goodies.
I always heard more than a mouthful was a waste. Agatha proves it's true.
I was going to make a comment about Agatha swallowing...then I felt my stomach turn and changed my mind.
Ew Brian, Ew.
Now Lala, you know you shouldn't talk with your mouth full.
Aw now that was wrong, how dare you accuse me of cheating on my diet! I'll have you know I've given up meat (at least until I go camping, then I'll roast some weenies over the fire).
"...then I'll roast some weenies over the fire..."Funny you should mention that, Lala. I think that was what Agatha did in the follow-up to this cartoon.
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