Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Brutus Is Po'

As a matter of fact, yes. I was about to give birth and I'd rather die than have my child be a bastard so I dragged Daddy to an all night chapel, got married and an hour later, Billy was born. It was a busy night.

You're expecting more stars to hit you in the face?

Well, now we know why the mailman in the neighborhood is constantly drunk.

Heathcliff infringes on copyrights and trademarks and doesn't care.

What? I have read and re-read this Pluggers and still don't understand it. I'm guessing everybody in Chinook, Montana either knows each other or is related to each other. I'm going for the latter.

For those of you who regularly read Garfield Minus Garfield know what happens in that blog. The same could almost be done for Get Fuzzy at this point. When the strip began, Rob had friends but they have all vanished and now Rob mainly converses with his animals.

And poop. Don't forget poop.

Your money is safe. Your money is federally insured for up to $250,000 now so a good majority of Americans are protected. Jeez.

Why is Brutus sitting like that? He looks as if he's about to fall out of his chair. That can't be good on the back. Why is his desk so bare. Where's his computer? I'd even settle for a pencil cup.