The Dinette Set by Julie Larson for October 19, 2012

My name is Happy mam , not Joy.

And while you’re at it, ask Carla if she has something for that smelly discharge you have.

I wonder who is taking care of Carla’s skin? Maybe Mic? Bev, Carla.. Is Mic going through the Crustwood Phonebook? My theory is the adventuring Cagliostro sought to conquest women whose names could approximately be anagrammed into Verla!

A Jerry-Mic confrontation is inevitable. My jewels are on Jerry. He has the super power to change his appearance instantaneously. He’s developing a tolerance to Brain Bleach and will soon be impervious to it. No, it’s proximity to Ma that kills the hirsute beast, not Mic.

To add horror to the inane.. Ma is showing early signs of BB tolerance.

Think the find-it is hanging out of the glove display…… Can’t read any of the lables on those boxes…. ? ? ?

haha. Mom right on cue. Carla isn’t buying any of it. Love the expression.A friend used to run down the drug store ailse, grab a box of Prep H, and yell at me across the store, “Hey, X4, here’s those suppositories you have been looking for.”

Is “Prince….or the artist formerly known as..” today’s findit?.One of the labels is “Oink age defying”. Appropriate.

FINDIT. Almost dead center.

Let’s see what they have on sale. Oh, look. All gloves, 5% off. I’m trying to think what I can do with a glove missing half a finger.

Think of something really gross to ask the clerk to give your friend.