Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for February 10, 2018

Full rubber neck extension.

Urine-soaked photographs, now spi-tooey. What’s with the copious mention of bodily fluids, Sr. Teresa?

This comic needs sound effects, or maybe not.

Seedless watermelon cop-out.

Is this a car-toon or a spi-toon?

There was a young lady of Wheeling

Endowed with such delicate feeling

When she read on the door,

“Don’t spit on the floor!”

She jumped up and spat on the ceiling!

-Huck Fitzhughey, 1887-1939

I have never eaten a llama, and I suppose I never shall.

The flu season is really bad when even the shadow puppets expectorate.

Llamas? Sock puppets? Looks more like a dragon to me. Maybe it’s because I was born in the year of the dragon.

Is this one of them there onamatopeias, er … onomotopoieas, er … yokoonopeeonmes, er … (oh fudge)

words that are named after what they sound like?

Gesundheit, bless you.

It looks more like a spithreey.

Gross! Didn’t even aim for the spittoon!

I always look for the Deep Message. Upon whom would Sr. Teresa spi-tooey, and why? They say that no creature fouls its own nest (whether true or not, I couldn’t say). But perhaps our fearless Leader in Lameness might make an exception for GoComics?

Do not spit into the wind.

It is the liquid liquor…

That’s the spitting image of a Neil Young song,

I’m gonna ride my llama

From Peru to Texarkana

I wanna ride him good

In my old neighborhood