“You have to imagine yourself flea-sized and standing inside the exact center of the globe, then turn the globe until the clicky thing matches today’s date. Remember, the Bear is the Ursa Constellation, and the giant lobster is Cancer, and …”
“Actually, I was looking for the privvy…”
Young Gerardus Mercator vowed that the next person to say Greenland is too big was going to get stabbed in the eye with his calipers.
“And this is northern Canada. See, here’s the Great Bear Lake…”
I smiled a lot, but the one that made me laugh out loud was…
Rock on, Mr. Fudd!
Thanks!
No, no, no! Picnics are supposed to draw ants!
The “polar bears drinking Coca-Cola at Christmas” marketing campaigns were so successful that the company decided to come out with a similarly-themed one for the Fourth of July.
Have you ever been in a restaurant where you can choose your lobster from a big tank? Florida Man was, and it gave him an idea…
I’ve GOT to get a better agent.
At University of Florida, Platinum level Alumni get to dine with the mascots.
The Alligator Buffet was featuring brunettes this week…
The winner
Thanks. Doc! Hope I remember how to post pictures…
Gardened all weekend. Now I’m dog-tired.
George Harrison’s dog.
Dylan Thomas in his later years.
Right. Jeff should be along any time now, and we can start this week’s strips.
In my back yard, no one knows if you’re a dog.
(P.S. I thought the birthday cake was for your Doper-versary! This makes me feel special.)
Not in play, since I don’t know how to post pix:
“Waiting for Godog.”
One of us could post it for you. Not a problem.
Ol’ Luke decided if he was gonna sit, he was going to do it in style. His style may have 70 years out of date, but that’s only 10 dog years.