Showing posts with label Hurricane Hattie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hurricane Hattie. Show all posts

Saturday, September 06, 2025

Click

October 19, 1966
Nobody said there'd be juice.
Unlimited juice? This party is going to be off the hook!
Notice no one else is affected so he's either drinking a lot or he just can't hold his liquor. Either reason seems plausible.

"Old Brutus isn't very tech-savvy, is he?" "What makes you say that?" He still uses mostly coaxial cables. I didn't even know you could still do that.

As much as I hate to admit it, Brutus is roughly around my age. The Thornapples are Millennials. There's no reason Brutus needs to call the remote a "clicker" because he would never have a remote that clicks. I consider myself an old soul and know of and about a lot of old-timey things, and I've never called the remote a "clicker".

Sunday, August 31, 2025

More Like Crap-titude

The world was happy yesterday with the prospect of President Donald Trump possibly being dead. He hadn't been seen since Tuesday or Wednesday and had nothing on his schedule for this Labor Day weekend. He then apparently went golfing with his grandchildren, returned to rant and rave and conduct policy over social media, and woke up to go golfing again this morning.

If these are actually pictures of him from the last couple of days, he looks terrible. "Quit making jokes. Trump is alive and well!" Is he though? Sure he might be alive--the jury is kind of still out on that--but is he well? If not, that's fine, we the people just need to know. We spent four years speculating on Joe Biden's health so why not spend another four years speculating on Donald Trump's health? It's only fair.

Anyway, someday Donald Trump will die and the majority of people will be happy about it. And he has to sit with that. Sure, he may not care. He may get angry and decide to make policy based off his hatred of people wanting him to be dead. "Wishing someone dead should be as illegal as actually making someone dead!" I feel we should continue to act like President Trump is dead and as a first act of remembrance, the Epstein files should be released. Burn in Hell, you old bastard!

May 31, 1987
Is this a Christmas play (the strip came out in May after all) or is it a generic Sunday School-like play? It's nice to see Marcie and Lucy from Peanuts making a cameo in this Born Loser.

What was the rest of Hattie's line? Sure, she comes out saying "I bring you good tidings" but what's her next line? She actually has to give the tidings.

I can't get over the "I printed out this email from Wilberforce's school..." He printed out an email. He didn't just bring the laptop over or point it out on his phone. He printed out the email. Is he going to put that in Wilberforce's scrapbook with all his other achievements? I'm just kidding, of course. Wilberforce has no other achievements?

I will be the first to admit we need to do something about our educational system. It fails kids routinely and just pushes kids down the line whether or not they are ready. If Wilberforce isn't ready for third grade, then why is he in third grade? Because our system is set up to just pass him along. And no wonder he's not ready, he comes from a man who prints off emails.





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Thursday, August 28, 2025

The Whole Week!!?

October 8, 1966
I guess pants are part of the suit... What kind of bet was this? On the bus?! Is Brutus allowed back on the bus? Is the other guy?

Is that a boot scraper attached to the step?

Why are you teaching about Mount Rushmore? First of all, colonizer bullshit. Second, saying there are four presidents on it will be moot in about two years when Trump has his ugly mug sandblasted into it, long thick red tie and all.

Saturday, August 09, 2025

I Hate Wilberforce's Shirt, Too

September 22, 1966
If you are this scared of walking down alleys then maybe you shouldn't be walking down alleys. I also find it odd that there's a Plum Street in an area where you have dangerous alleys, but I'm sure there's one somewhere.

You just have loose M&Ms in your pocket? Ugh, children are disgusting. Why do we keep having them?

What are they sitting on? Some kind of wooden dock?

Sunday, July 27, 2025

Hanging Off the Back of the Chair Probably Isn't Helping You Stay Cool

April 26, 1987
Bo Derek does not consent! I've never had a dream (or nightmare) that made me not want to go to sleep. They may be scary or unsettling or just plain cruel, but I enjoy sleep too much. Just like in real life, you are not entitled to dream women.

Why is it so hot in the house? I don't care if it feels like a 115 outside, it should be vastly cooler indoors even with just the shade and lack of air flow. I thought Gladys was not going to give a shit this year.

Hottest day of the year...so far. We still got August to get through.





🠄 What started as just wanting to know more about this elephant debacle turned into researching the elephant. While I never found out what happened with Myrtle and Singh after their stop in Topeka, I think it's interesting nonetheless.

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Saturday, July 26, 2025

I'd Rather Play at the Park But Sure Let's Learn Some Words

September 15, 1966
I'm terrible at plumbing stuff but I've never had this happen. How would this happen? You know what? I don't need to know. What happens between a man and his plunger is none of my business.

Curiosity is when you don't know if President Trump's name is in the Epstein files but you want them released just so you know who we should go after, if not criminally, civilly. Ignorance is when you don't know if President Trump's name is in the Epstein files so you go to great lengths to cover the files up including offering immunity to the woman who trafficked the victims, point fingers at other people, and just say that the files don't exist. Wait. That's not ignorance. That's called "conspiracy". If Trump isn't in those files, he's certainly behaving like he is.

I hear kids do this all the time. They learn a new word and immediately want to tell their friends about it, and their friends are excited that not only did their friend learn something, their friend now gets to teach them.

Saturday, July 19, 2025

Ms. Yuck

September 8, 1966
I love these rain showers. Oh, cool. You're going to rain just enough to get me wet, get my car dirty, and make it feel like we're in an oven afterwards. Cool. Cool cool cool.

Has Hurricane Hattie tasted an oyster? Usually kids just hate something because it looks gross and looks like it would taste gross. I'm impressed Hattie has at least tried oysters. Maybe you should tell Hattie and Wilberforce to start looking for pearls.

Monday, July 07, 2025

Wilberforce and Gladys Must Be Off On One of Their Adventures Again

August 25, 1966
I am on record that credit and credit scores are stupid and should be illegal. I guess I should go ahead and go on record that loans and interest rates are garbage as well. You shouldn't be paying more on interest than the amount you owe. And once you essentially pay off the equivalent of the principal, the interest goes away and you just continue to pay on the principal. Anyway, just another reason I will never elected to public office.

Congrats on Thornapple paying back his loan. I don't understand why loan people are such smarmy pieces of shit. You gave me $7000 and I paid you $8500 so how about you keep your attitude to yourself?

"Absolutely! I don't even know why I'm watching this crap," I say. "Let's get some snacks and really make this an afternoon! Maybe we still have some ice cream!"

Thursday, June 26, 2025

Thirsty for Something Sweet

August 11, 1966
I think we should start doing this to anti-vaxxers. "I don't want to get no jab!" Oh, because the needle scares you? "No, because it's a gubmint conspiracy to give us autism and control us!" I just look away, it's a little prick, and you move on with your life. "But then you get the 'tism and never contribute to society!" Not true, but that's better than getting sick with a completely curable disease🤷.

That looks like a really long needle and the doctor does look kind of psychotic.

Ha! Kids! For some reason they don't want a glass of slightly colder than room temperature water with no ice. Go figure.

Maybe Brutus has some juice or something. There's a bag of sugar on top of the fridge.

Friday, June 06, 2025

I Will Judge This Book By Its Cover, It's Beautiful

July 20, 1966
He clearly got some sort of space disease. He should be lucky his body didn't freeze, depressurize, and his heart explode from being in space and that suit clearly not being safe. I do hope this is more of a disease situation and not a chest-burster situation, because then both these men are dead.

Is Hurricane Hattie going to read the classic Caldecott Medal-winning children's tale about the passage the time and slight commentary on urban sprawl called "The Little House" by Virginia Lee Burton? That book may not be very long (about 40 pages) but you could write a dissertation on the themes and nuances in the illustrations.

Sunday, June 01, 2025

Another Dollar Lost

Before we get started on today's Born Loser strips, just pointing out that summer is among us so I am out of work for the next couple of months. If you enjoy what pops up here, you can click on the Support link at the top of the page and support me or the website.

If you didn't see, there's a new post about my arch-nemesis, Capt. Kid. He says he knows famous actress Not Rita Hayworth because he's a liar and needs to seek therapy.

February 15, 1987
If this happened today, Brutus would've been beaten by the other restaurant patrons and arrested. Ha ha. We're living in a terrible timeline.

And Brutus, you're fine. No need to be embarrassed or worried. No need to make a federal case out of going into the wrong bathroom. It's 1987, not 2025.

"He says whatever I tell him to say." "I was with Hurricane Hattie at whatever time you say the crime happened. You can't pin this on her, pigs!"

You taught Kewpie to talk? You were only gone 15 minutes.

Thursday, May 22, 2025

My Afternoon With Hattie

June 21, 1966
Honestly, I feel you could just connect these panels and call it good.
See? That looks fine.

I've never been a fan of dog whistle jokes. I don't think they are/were as prevalent as movies, TV, and old cartoons lead us to believe.

Yes. My answer would have to be yes.

I don't know. I think Hurricane Hattie would be a fun daughter to have. I've always wanted a daughter so I'm going to grab any opportunity to be a loving father figure to Hurricane-esque girls.

Friday, May 16, 2025

Mathing

June 15, 1966
Did Thornapple not see that gigantic sign hanging up next the entrance? Maybe he always walks around with his eyes closed so he doesn't see advertisements. I also find it odd they don't have signs inside the store.

I don't know if anyone else in education has this issue, but it's kind of difficult to explain to students that when you add or multiply you can transpose the numbers (34+63=97, 63+34=97, 9x8=72, 8x9=72) but you can't do that with subtraction or division (12-4=8, 4-12=-8, 49÷7=7, 7÷49=0.14...) so Hattie is already ahead of those kids.

Sunday, April 27, 2025

Phone Bemoan

from Heathcliffcomix Instagram
The boys all just came from running over Garfield. What's Scratchy doing here? He's not a comic strip character.

January 11, 1987
I guess building a snowman is a young man's game? I don't know. I've never built or helped build a snowman in my life.

Why is Brutus sitting on the giant snowball?

He should memorize a number or two. Businesses still tend to have landlines. You can also ask someone to borrow their phone. "Can I borrow your phone?" "Yeah, sure." "Damn it!" "What's wrong?" "None of my numbers are in your contacts!"

Brutus needs to be honest with himself that even with phone numbers memorized, Wilberforce would be useless in an emergency.




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Saturday, April 05, 2025

Nyah x 6

A therapist, Sidney Loomis?, invites Thornapple into his office. "Ah, come in, Thornapple! I've been checking your case history. I'll be right with you...you rascal!"
May 7, 1966
Case history? Thornapple has a file? And apparently he's some sort of sexual deviant.

Brutus is sitting in his green chair arguing, for some reason, with Hurricane Hattie. "You are wrong!" Brutus exclaims. Hattie retorts with "I am right! Nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah!" "Can't we settle this without you resorting to childish tactics?" Brutus asks. "I'm in grade school, what's your excuse?" Hattie asks.
I don't care if you are a literal child in grade school, six "Nyah"s seems excessive and makes your argument weaker. Although why Brutus chose to argue with a nine-year-old girl is beyond me. Especially a nine-year-old like Hurricane Hattie.

Saturday, February 22, 2025

Spirit Animal Saturday

A shady looking man is at the back of the line to a bank teller. He tells the guy in front of him "It's a stickup, pass it on." The man dutifully passes on the message which makes its way up the line to the poor proto-Brutus at the front.
March 24, 1966
I'd like to try this out and see what happens. Although I never see this many people in a bank anymore.

Hurricane Hattie is talking to Brutus who is sitting in his green chair. "I've decided my spirit animal is a fox," Hattie reveals. "They're clever, bold, independent and playful. What's your spirit animal?" "Gee, I haven't thought about it," Brutus replies. "Do you have a suggestion?" "How about a sloth?" Hattie sneers.
Eh, I'd go for more like a koala. Koalas also sleep a lot--up to 20 hours a day--but, like Brutus, are loyal, caring, sensitive, respectful, tolerant, and riddled with chlamydia.

Sunday, February 16, 2025

Slab Crab

Brutus and Gladys sit cuddling in his green chair. It's very awkward looking. "Happy Valentine's Day, Brutus!" "Happy Valentine's Day, my love!" "This feels just like our first Valentine's Day together." "Yes, it does," Brutus begins. "Except I don't remember you feeling so heavy..."
February 14, 2025
Sorry I was gone all week. I caused you to miss this lovely comic featuring Brutus and Gladys' last Valentine's as a married couple.

A frog bounces up to Hurricane Hattie as she sits on a log eating a sack lunch. "Psst, little girl, I need your help," the frog says. "I'm really a prince but I was turned into a frog by an evil spell! Kiss me and I'll become a prince again," the frog says. "Kiss a frog? EEccchh! What's in it for me?" Hattie asks. "No sweat, I'm a prince. How does $1,000 grab ya?" "Hm..." Hattie thinks and then grabs the frog and stuff him into her paper bag. "Hey! What'cha doing?" the frog yells. "Simple," Hattie begins. "A talking frog is worth a lot more than $1,000!"
October 5, 1986
Who is this frog? Prince Andrew? How about you find a woman over the age of consent, and not, you know, a 9-year-old?

And this isn't going to be a One Froggy Evening situation. If that frog prince doesn't sing, Hattie will just play frog baseball with him or just throw him against a wall.

Brutus comes into the kitchen with a paper bag. Gladys is standing at the stove. "I'm back, Gladys. I stopped at Todd Sweeney's butcher shop. Would you believe he raised his prices again? These ribeyes I bought cost an arm and a leg. It's outrageous!" "Everyone knows he has the highest prices in town," Gladys says. "Why do you continue to shop there?" "When it comes to a good steak, money is no object!"
I mean, if Todd Sweeney has the best meat then paying his exorbitant prices is fine. I'm willing to pay a little more for fresh cut slabs of the best beef this side of the Ohio River from Todd Sweeney, the demon butcher of Fleet Street.





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Tuesday, January 21, 2025

Is Hattie Brutus' Best Friend?

A firing squad stands at the right of the panel. The intended victim is still standing, all in white with his arms behind his back and a cigarette in his mouth. The commander is lying dead on the ground riddled with bullet holes. One of the firing squad guys says "Talk about a persuasive speaker..."
February 23, 1966
Viva la Revolution!!

Living in a country where firing squads might become the norm, I hope there are some out there able to convince the soldiers to direct their rifles over to the commander. I'm surprised he was allowed to talk enough to sway opinion.

Brutus is sitting in his green chair with Hurricane Hattie hanging off the back of it. "Bet you can't solve my riddle! What do you get when you cross a rooster and a crocodile?" Hattie asks. "I don't know," Brutus answers. "A croco-doodle-doo."
Aren't roosters and crocodiles essentially the same thing? Modern day dinosaurs? My amalgam of crocodile and rooster--croosterdile--makes a bit more sense. But I give this riddle a solid 4.7 out of 5. It's way better than Gladys' pathetic attempt.

Friday, January 03, 2025

Unlimited Brutus

A man stands at a canvas and easel ready to paint. A beatnik, I don't know if it's an art teacher or a random passerby, leans in and says "Like, no. It's been done." The angle changes and we see that the canvas is separated and is a paint-by-number.
February 5, 1966
Don't listen to Art Professor Maynard G. Krebs here. People of all ages lovingly utilize paint-by-number books while beatnik after beatnik have disappeared.

I mean, he's creating a paint by numbers and not doing one, right? I guess the strip and comment works either way.

Brutus is sitting in his mother-flipping green chair with his feet up on an ottoman holding a phone. Hurricane Hattie stands in front of him. "Gladys outdid herself with this new phone she gave me for Christmas. It even came with a plan for unlimited minutes!" "Well, that a waste!" Hattie scoffs. "Why's that?" "Who would want to talk to you for that long?"
I feel the same way. Can I have a discount on my bill because I never actually use the phone part? No one wants to talk to me unlimitedly either, and frankly, I don't blame them.

Saturday, December 21, 2024

Saturday Quickies

Two men, one tall and one short, stand waiting at a bus stop. The taller man then points at the sky and says "Bang!" The tall man walks away, the short man is confused. A dead bird suddenly falls to the ground in front of the short man.
January 24, 1966
He's a witch! BURN HIM!!

Let us hope that he never uses that finger on a person.

Why is an eight-year-old girl buying presents for a grown-ass man anyway?