Sunday, November 27, 2011

You Have Ten Minutes to Read This Post


Barney Google and Snuffy Smith
Snuffy just wants some fried chicken. He doesn't care if the chicken is really his own son or not.

Family Circus
Jesus can't save you now, Jeffy. You will have to incur the wrath of Thel Keane for your beating, biting and...choking, I guess, of your little brother P.J.

Hi and Lois
Why does everyone imagine novelists sitting in a dark room while they write. People do know that would be a huge strain on the eyes, right? Apparently if Hi would become an author he would do his writing in an alley in downtown Detroit.

The Born Loser
That's a terrible special. But I'm sure Brutus will be back. He always comes back.

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