Puddles’ eyes are showing his thought: “What the dickens just happened here!?”
“Will you still feed me”
I wonder where he hid the really good stuff, and what it is, and how much it’s going to hurt us when he sells/barters it.
For any of them who ever do realize that he’s nothing but a grifter, set to some unknown melody:
My orange savior is a sham
Who really doesn’t give a dam’
About me; now I know I am
Mr. Danziger’s 9/24 cartoon is also up. Click left for it.
I just wish she would go in my own backyard, but so far, no luck with that.
My dogs learned to eliminate on command, in the area of the yard I picked or anywhere else. I followed the simple instructions in a little book called You Can Teach Your Dog to Eliminate on Command [in seven days or less!]. It worked perfectly with each dog.
But don’t speak the command when—or where—you don’t want Rex to go. A non-thinking dog sitter did that once, and when I got back home I was mighty glad that rug in the front hall was easily washable in the driveway.
Also, choose a command that isn’t likely to be uttered by anyone for any other reason!
Perhaps that lumpy brown pile T is sitting on has no handle because it isn’t a toilet?
Be glad it’s not a realistic drawing.
Even a devout Q-R has to see a crack in that bit of armor.
Sadly, many either won’t see it, or will see it but will still deny it, still keep sending him money, and still vote for him anytime they have the chance. Because mob thinking or own the libs or whatever.
ICYMI, Mr. Handelsman’s cartoon is about New Orleans. It’s not about the entire country.