Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for July 17, 2010

OH NO, his brother will be so upset!!!

Uh Oh…….that could be a potential float for the parade!!!

It’s certainly no fish-slapping bear. Alice will be so disappointed.

Dill’s whole family suffers from excessive cart-empathy.

The elusive, semi-aquatic wild wagon.

Forget the bears, butterflies and blisters….This is a job for the SCSRT! (Shopping Cart Search and Rescue Team)

See that lock and chain. If we hook it up at the supermarket, we’ll get our quarter back.

Where is Bubbles from Trailer Park Boys when you need him?

Pond? That’s more like a mucky swamp.

Another shopping cart escapes and reverts back to it’s wild state.

Dill, Fish Slapping Bears have to have someplace to put the fish, after they slap them, so they can take them home and fry them.

“General, move the Feral Trolley Alert System to DEFCON 1.”

Get a grip on yourself, Dill! This is no time to panic. Remember your training. This is the Moment which defines the Man. Your entire life has been leading up to this.

Remember when Miss Bliss needed someone to get a box of glue sticks from the Art Supply Closet? Who stepped forward? YOU DID, Dillon Wedekind, YOU. This is what you were born for; it’s in your blood. When a shopping cart is in peril, a Wedekind laughs at danger; screw your courage to the sticking place and you’ll not fail.

(blush)

heh heh heh @ fritzoid

cleokaya: Is there anything more dangerous than a feral shopping cart?

I realize this may be a stupid question, but if you never wear new hiking boots, how are you supposed to make old, comfortable ones?

By ‘breaking them in”, by just wearing then a day at a time, just as regular duty shoes, until the leather softens up, then it’s Long March Time!

Dill – make a lasso out of a 30’ dog leash. That’s what I used when I pulled a cart out of a pond.