Thanks to the Readers of "The Comic Strip that has a Finale Every Day!"
This is the last strip!
It's been a great run!
Tomorrow: Goodbye again!
NATIONAL MOVIE NIGHT
An old man lay awkwardly sprawled across three entire seats in the movie theatre
When the usher came by and noticed this, he whispered to the old man,
“Sorry sir, but you’re only allowed one seat.”
The old man didn’t budge.
The usher became more impatient.
“Sir, if you don’t get up from there I’m going to have to call the manager.”
Once again, the old man just muttered and did nothing.
The usher marched briskly back up the aisle, and in a moment returned with the manager.
Together the two of them tried repeatedly to get the old disheveled man to respond, but with no success.
Finally they summoned the police.
The officer surveyed the situation briefly, then asked, “All right, buddy, what’s your name?”
“Fred,” the old man moaned.
“Where you from, Fred?” asked the police officer.
With a terrible strain in his voice, and without moving, Fred replied;