Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for May 14, 2010

I’d say that’s best, Petey…

Ernesto chose poorly.

That is frequently the only option, Pete.

The shrug and grunt hide a multitude of weirdnesses.

Now I know what my son is up to at school all day. Oh wait, I already knew that. I went to school once, I remember. It all comes back to me. The horror, the horror…..

Well Ernesto, they say that recognizing your problem is 90% of the solution.

And Petey you would be telling the truth.

At least his INNER sweater wasn’t ruined - that would be a horrible omen. RT - Ernesto’s eyes in this strip are perfect for showing the madman he truly is. Or the madman Petey’s imagination has created…

If he’s imaginary, should imaginary men in imaginary white suits put him an imaginary strait jacket and take him away to an imaginary asylum? LOL. Great strip, though.

Susie Derkins did the same thing every day.

Maybe Ernesto will find a better hiding place at the other institution.

Ernesto returned from his quest bitter and broken. A physical, emotional, spiritual, and sartorial shambles. His innocence lost, his dreams shattered.

Forever after, Ernesto claimed that he never found the Fountain of Age, that he did not drink of the waters that hasten childhood’s end. But sometimes, I wonder… I wonder…

LOL @ fritzoid’s riveting writing….

The Fountain of Age is real. But it’s not a thing of porcelain and pipe, and you won’t find it on any map.

It lies deep inside you, and you take a sip every time your heart breaks.

Here goes Ernesto, not aged before his time but a broken man.

Wow, Fritzoid–you’re getting deep! (…”It lies deep inside you…”) Very nice.

Does any one else think of Peter Lorre when reading Ernesto’s lines?

uh-ohkid, now that you mention it…

Sort of equal parts Peter Lorre and Sidney Greenstreet, if you ask me. But I can’t see Petey in the Bogart role.

Thanks, shytimes. By the way, I’ve recognized you over on comics.com, but I don’t often comment over there, so I haven’t had a chance to say “Hi” until now.