Monday, June 20, 2016
Probably Something to Do With Crayons
Wee Pals
Just here to point out that Morrie forgot to shade Mikki's hand in this strip five years ago and no one has thought to correct it.
Sunday, June 19, 2016
Existentialist Leroy
Crock
I'm confused why we don't see him ask for the Mercedes. Was there not a way to have him ask and still have the joke?
Marmaduke
"Well, I was upset that we didn't order any pizza but now I'm worried about your hearing considering you didn't hear the loud knocking, the delivery driver yell 'pizza delivery' and 'wrong address', or my barking."
The Lockhorns
I love Leroy's friend: "You make some good points, Leroy. Do you have a Twitter or should I just give you my email?"
Saturday, June 18, 2016
"Boss"
Marvin
How come only Jeff is being punished. Someone came to him and asked him to sign those purchases. There should be at least two people getting fired and maybe investigated for fraud.
Hagar the Horrible
I like this guy. I hope we see more of him.
Slylock Fox and Comics for Kids
I hate generic knock-offs of popular corporate animations.
The Lockhorns
Someone had finally had enough and stabbed one of those awful manspreaders in the leg with a fork. How much do you want to bet that it was Loretta and they were in their own car?
Lola
Nope. Still only two. There are still only two choices for restrooms. Not a difficult choice to make.
Liberty #60: Ben's Last Night
“You’re leaving?” Harry exclaimed to Ben right before shoving a forkful of biscuits and gravy into his mouth. The biscuits were soft and fluffy but the gravy had a thin layer of grease that had congealed around and on top.
“Leaving make it seem like I have a say in the matter,” Ben smiled. “I’m deploying.”
“You’re going to miss graduation,” Zeke said softly.
“Graduation is just a formality. Missing it doesn’t make me less graduated.”
“I know but it flies in the face of all those people who thought you wouldn’t make it, Mr. Peterson,” Zeke angrily growled.
“I think you’re the only person Mr. Peterson said that to,” Ben pointed at Zeke with his fork which had his last bite of pancakes on it.
“Not true,” Harry was scraping the gravy onto his fork. “After catching me with April Tightwater back in September, he asked me how often I’ve had sex and after I told him, he told me that I’m going to get some girl pregnant and end up losing any money I make to child support. So I told him that I can’t produce sperm so he changed his mind to me becoming riddled with various STDs. Basically, he thinks I’m going to be some kind of man-whore. Which is actually a very lucrative job when you think about it.”
“Are you doing anything for your last day?” Zeke asked.
“Hadn’t planned on it.”
“We could throw you a little something. One last blow out with your friends,” Harry said.
“That’d be nice. You know how I love blow outs,” Ben said.
“It won’t be like that. It will be laid back.”
“Sounds good,” Ben pushed away his dishes and leaned back in the booth. “I need to get going to Veronica’s. I need to tell her that I’m leaving,” Ben slid out of the booth. “I’ll see you guys later.”
“Okay, man, we’ll see you. We’ll get something planned,” Harry said.
“Later, Ben.”
They watched Ben leave the diner, get in his car, and drive away. “So what are we doing for Ben?”
“I think we could just do some bowling and drinking. I bet my Uncle Don, who owns the bowling alley in town, would discount our games and I bet he’d serve us a few pitchers of beer, especially for a military man,” Harry said. “You want to drive up there with me and see if that will be okay?”
“Sure. I have to work at three though.” After leaving the diner, Harry drove back to his house. “What are we doing back here?”
“I have a couple library books to return,” Harry said. “Plus I want to make sure Cassandra is up. She wanted to find an ensemble for graduation.”
“So you’re obeying Brandon’s stupid request?”
“How is it stupid? She’s becoming a woman. It may be weird because we’ve known Brandon our entire lives but it doesn’t make what she’s going through stupid,” Harry said. “Besides, aside from the pronoun, it’s just a name change. If I asked to be called Chauncey instead of Harry, no one would blink an eye.”
“Chauncey?”
“It’s a name.”
Harry and Zeke went into the house and headed toward Harry’s bedroom. In Harry’s bedroom, Cassandra stood in front of a mirror wearing a black shirt and jeans. She had her hair that she had been growing out since her junior year slightly curled and was wearing bright red lipstick.
Harry’s mouth dropped open as Zeke grimaced. “Brandon?”
“Cassandra, please,” she corrected.
“Ignore him,” Harry waved Zeke off. “You look amazing.”
“Thank you. I’m thinking of wearing this to graduation. I may not be able to get the school to call me Cassandra but I’m at least going to look the part.”
“That’ll piss off Mr. Phillips,” Harry smiled at that thought. “You should trade robes with Lillian, that way you are wearing white like the rest of the girls.”
“Ooh, I like that,” Cassandra bit her lip and smiled. “What’s going on?”
“Not much. We’re heading into town. Ben is being deployed so we’re planning a party for him the night before graduation.”
“What? Oh, no. What do you think you’ll do for his farewell party?”
“Bowling and drinking. We’re heading out now to see if my Uncle Don will let us play and if he’ll skim us some beer at his bowling alley. It’s a special occasion so dress nicely,” Harry said, eyeing Cassandra again.
“Harry,” Cassandra grabbed Harry’s hand and began whispering into his ear.
Harry smiled and pulled away. “Come on, Zeke. Let’s go,” Harry leaned over and grabbed the library books off of his bedside table.
As they left the house and got back in Harry’s car, Zeke chuckled. “Do have a crush on Brandon?”
“Cassandra,” Harry corrected, “and I have a crush on everybody, Zeke.”
The number of times that Ben and Veronica had made love was possibly into the hundreds by now. They had stopped counting shortly after reaching the twenties. Veronica was thinking about all their times together and how they all ended the same way but then she realized that they didn’t. “We should talk about you leaving,” she reluctantly said, quietly.
“Why should we ruin this perfect moment by talking about that?” Ben asked.
“It’s important, Ben. We’ve been together since we were sophomores and this is, when you think about it, our first true relationship test.”
“I know it’s important but there are only two options to decide on,” Ben rolled onto his side and pulled the blanket down to expose Veronica’s breasts. “We either break up or stay together. Both options are terrible in my opinion.”
“I agree which is why we need to talk about them,” Veronica sat up in bed and pulled her legs to her chest. “What did you first think of us when you heard that you were going to be leaving?”
“I didn’t want to do the long-distance thing. It’s not fair to either of us.”
“So you want to break up?”
“No, I love you and thought we would be together our whole lives.”
“So you want to stay together?”
Ben sighed. “Without thinking, what do you want to do?”
“Figure out a way to keep to here,” Veronica looked at Ben.
“I’m guessing that’s an endorsement for breaking up.”
“Why?”
“I can’t stay and clearly you don’t want to do the long-distance thing either which is fine because those things never work and it would ruin our running as the only normal relationship out of all of our friends,” Ben said.
“It’s only fitting that we go out on top then,” Veronica nodded.
The two of them got out of bed and began getting dressed. “Zeke and Harry are throwing me a goodbye party the night before I leave. Will you be attending?”
“I have work that night. Besides, it’d probably be awkward if we were seen together after breaking up.”
“I don’t even plan on telling anyone.”
Veronica laughed. “I wasn’t either. Until you leave.”
“I hope that we can still be friends, write to each other,” Ben said.
“Probably not. You’re going to be all the way on the other side of the world and I’m going to just be getting stuffed by every guy I see.”
“So you’ll be too busy to write?”
“It’s hard to write with a penis in each hand.”
“I love you,” Ben hugged Veronica and kissed her.
Veronica pulled away and smiled. “I love you, too.” They went back to kissing and hugging each other tight.
“Leaving make it seem like I have a say in the matter,” Ben smiled. “I’m deploying.”
“You’re going to miss graduation,” Zeke said softly.
“Graduation is just a formality. Missing it doesn’t make me less graduated.”
“I know but it flies in the face of all those people who thought you wouldn’t make it, Mr. Peterson,” Zeke angrily growled.
“I think you’re the only person Mr. Peterson said that to,” Ben pointed at Zeke with his fork which had his last bite of pancakes on it.
“Not true,” Harry was scraping the gravy onto his fork. “After catching me with April Tightwater back in September, he asked me how often I’ve had sex and after I told him, he told me that I’m going to get some girl pregnant and end up losing any money I make to child support. So I told him that I can’t produce sperm so he changed his mind to me becoming riddled with various STDs. Basically, he thinks I’m going to be some kind of man-whore. Which is actually a very lucrative job when you think about it.”
“Are you doing anything for your last day?” Zeke asked.
“Hadn’t planned on it.”
“We could throw you a little something. One last blow out with your friends,” Harry said.
“That’d be nice. You know how I love blow outs,” Ben said.
“It won’t be like that. It will be laid back.”
“Sounds good,” Ben pushed away his dishes and leaned back in the booth. “I need to get going to Veronica’s. I need to tell her that I’m leaving,” Ben slid out of the booth. “I’ll see you guys later.”
“Okay, man, we’ll see you. We’ll get something planned,” Harry said.
“Later, Ben.”
They watched Ben leave the diner, get in his car, and drive away. “So what are we doing for Ben?”
“I think we could just do some bowling and drinking. I bet my Uncle Don, who owns the bowling alley in town, would discount our games and I bet he’d serve us a few pitchers of beer, especially for a military man,” Harry said. “You want to drive up there with me and see if that will be okay?”
“Sure. I have to work at three though.” After leaving the diner, Harry drove back to his house. “What are we doing back here?”
“I have a couple library books to return,” Harry said. “Plus I want to make sure Cassandra is up. She wanted to find an ensemble for graduation.”
“So you’re obeying Brandon’s stupid request?”
“How is it stupid? She’s becoming a woman. It may be weird because we’ve known Brandon our entire lives but it doesn’t make what she’s going through stupid,” Harry said. “Besides, aside from the pronoun, it’s just a name change. If I asked to be called Chauncey instead of Harry, no one would blink an eye.”
“Chauncey?”
“It’s a name.”
Harry and Zeke went into the house and headed toward Harry’s bedroom. In Harry’s bedroom, Cassandra stood in front of a mirror wearing a black shirt and jeans. She had her hair that she had been growing out since her junior year slightly curled and was wearing bright red lipstick.
Harry’s mouth dropped open as Zeke grimaced. “Brandon?”
“Cassandra, please,” she corrected.
“Ignore him,” Harry waved Zeke off. “You look amazing.”
“Thank you. I’m thinking of wearing this to graduation. I may not be able to get the school to call me Cassandra but I’m at least going to look the part.”
“That’ll piss off Mr. Phillips,” Harry smiled at that thought. “You should trade robes with Lillian, that way you are wearing white like the rest of the girls.”
“Ooh, I like that,” Cassandra bit her lip and smiled. “What’s going on?”
“Not much. We’re heading into town. Ben is being deployed so we’re planning a party for him the night before graduation.”
“What? Oh, no. What do you think you’ll do for his farewell party?”
“Bowling and drinking. We’re heading out now to see if my Uncle Don will let us play and if he’ll skim us some beer at his bowling alley. It’s a special occasion so dress nicely,” Harry said, eyeing Cassandra again.
“Harry,” Cassandra grabbed Harry’s hand and began whispering into his ear.
Harry smiled and pulled away. “Come on, Zeke. Let’s go,” Harry leaned over and grabbed the library books off of his bedside table.
As they left the house and got back in Harry’s car, Zeke chuckled. “Do have a crush on Brandon?”
“Cassandra,” Harry corrected, “and I have a crush on everybody, Zeke.”
The number of times that Ben and Veronica had made love was possibly into the hundreds by now. They had stopped counting shortly after reaching the twenties. Veronica was thinking about all their times together and how they all ended the same way but then she realized that they didn’t. “We should talk about you leaving,” she reluctantly said, quietly.
“Why should we ruin this perfect moment by talking about that?” Ben asked.
“It’s important, Ben. We’ve been together since we were sophomores and this is, when you think about it, our first true relationship test.”
“I know it’s important but there are only two options to decide on,” Ben rolled onto his side and pulled the blanket down to expose Veronica’s breasts. “We either break up or stay together. Both options are terrible in my opinion.”
“I agree which is why we need to talk about them,” Veronica sat up in bed and pulled her legs to her chest. “What did you first think of us when you heard that you were going to be leaving?”
“I didn’t want to do the long-distance thing. It’s not fair to either of us.”
“So you want to break up?”
“No, I love you and thought we would be together our whole lives.”
“So you want to stay together?”
Ben sighed. “Without thinking, what do you want to do?”
“Figure out a way to keep to here,” Veronica looked at Ben.
“I’m guessing that’s an endorsement for breaking up.”
“Why?”
“I can’t stay and clearly you don’t want to do the long-distance thing either which is fine because those things never work and it would ruin our running as the only normal relationship out of all of our friends,” Ben said.
“It’s only fitting that we go out on top then,” Veronica nodded.
The two of them got out of bed and began getting dressed. “Zeke and Harry are throwing me a goodbye party the night before I leave. Will you be attending?”
“I have work that night. Besides, it’d probably be awkward if we were seen together after breaking up.”
“I don’t even plan on telling anyone.”
Veronica laughed. “I wasn’t either. Until you leave.”
“I hope that we can still be friends, write to each other,” Ben said.
“Probably not. You’re going to be all the way on the other side of the world and I’m going to just be getting stuffed by every guy I see.”
“So you’ll be too busy to write?”
“It’s hard to write with a penis in each hand.”
“I love you,” Ben hugged Veronica and kissed her.
Veronica pulled away and smiled. “I love you, too.” They went back to kissing and hugging each other tight.
Friday, June 17, 2016
She's So Happy It Crashed, Too
Frazz
Why are these kids still in school? Aside from year-round schools, are any public schools still open in middle- to late-June?
Nancy (from 1949)
When I first glanced at this strip, I thought the dripping ice cream in the back was the dead truck driver's limp and bleeding arm. But then I was like, wait, the driver would be laying dead up front.
Hagar the Horrible
The Vikings first encountered the Inuit people in 982. Interaction was, reportedly, sparse but the interaction between the two spelled doom for the Inuits on Greenland. Here, we see Hagar leading this poor Skraeling to his death while Crazy Eddie rapes his wife, probably.
Lola
Yeah, cops have to obey the laws when pursuing criminals. Speeding down the interstate at 110 miles-per-hour? Don't worry, cops can only go the speed limit so you're fine.
Hey, kids, it's a comic strip telling you that committing suicide could be helpful to you or your friends! I wouldn't recommend listening to it.
Family Circus
Thursday, June 16, 2016
Terrible Thursday
Wee Pals
Scary Gary
Well, looks like Donald Trump has a supporter in Leopold.
Ripley's Believe It Or Not
If you are wondering, this year's Boring Conference will be July 5 if you are interested.
Random Acts of Nancy
Wednesday, June 15, 2016
And He's Calling Customer Service About It
Crankshaft
"Honey, Ed Crankshaft is dragging his trash around in the street."
"We've already talked to his kids, the police, and the state. No one cares what he does. Meanwhile, it's the neighbors who have to suffer."
Family Circus
I couldn't care less about what's happening in the foreground but it seems like P.J. and Thel are really getting into a heated argument in the house.
Shoe
I bet the creators were feeling pretty good about the pun used in the last panel in today's strip but let's look at the bigger picture here. Cosmo bought a mail order bride. A character bought a mail order bride in a comic strip that may be read by children.
Tuesday, June 14, 2016
I've Never Noticed Resemblances
Beetle Bailey
Wait a minute. Back on Sunday, Beetle got in trouble for enacting their training. Since Halftrack now believes their training is important, here's hoping Beetle's punishment has been reduced.
Baby Blues
You could also teach your kids not to do things like this.
Or, just not have kids.
panel from Blondie
That dog looks really familiar. Where have I seen him before?
!!!
Luann
I'm liking this guy.
Mallard Fillmore
No one is forcing you to use the restroom with other people, Mallard. Also, no one is beating you up or threatening your life when you walk into a restroom. This argument that transgender people are freaks of nature doesn't work when you use an anthropomorphic, suit-wearing, talking duck as an avatar.
Monday, June 13, 2016
Bruce Tinsley's Self Portrait
Crock
I just wanted to point out the disembodied hand of the reporter holding the microphone in the last panel. The angle on that last panel is just hard to fathom. The TV camera isn't even anywhere near Poulet in the first panel but right in front of him in the last. But what do I know? I don't have a nationally syndicated comic strip.
Mallard Fillmore
It's perfectly clear that this guy isn't a teenage girl, right? Also, being transgender doesn't change your age nor is there such a thing as a teenage girls' bathroom. And why does no one ever mention the stalls in a women's restroom? No one also ever mentions that there were no bathroom laws prior to this--whether it was just based on the honor system or we didn't care, I don't know but all this bathroom stuff is new. People also don't seem to realize that banning transgender people from the bathroom they are comfortable with does not keep out the people who don't belong. And just to give you an idea of why we should let trans teens and adults choose the bathroom they are comfortable with:
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Charlie, 13, male-to-female. |
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D.W. Trantham, male-to-female. |
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Chase Culpepper, male-to-female |
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Jordan Morgan, female-to-male |
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Britt Couturier, female-to-male |
And now to end on something upbeat...
The New Adventures of Queen Victoria
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