Phoebe and Her Unicorn by Dana Simpson for June 06, 2020

This being a rerun, much has already been said. So instead of being topical, I bring you Swedish unicorns on a roller coaster.

https://youtu.be/Et6Vx7y3hBo

Now show Phoebe your shuriken, mom.

at least Phoebe didn’t say Wii controller in the form of nunchaku

Ah, these kids these days.

This one doesn’t looks so old… You should show her’a DIAL one!

Tell her it’s a Princess Phone….

black Bakelite rotary phone, party line, oh oh I miss the thrilling days of analog. Pick up the handset quietly and listen in on all the gossip , from secret recipes to who was seen snuggling with whom in the back of the Lincoln Theater.

Hilarious.

I have one that looks exactly like that sitting next to me as I read this comic on a desktop computer. Yeah, I’m old (67).

Perfection in four panels.

If this is a rerun, then I’ve never seen it and it got a laugh out of me.

Dang I feel old

I wonder what she will do if she finds vynil records, a floppy disk, or a Beta/VHS cassette.

That is a little cringe, to be honest. This is the kind of “Hurr, hurr—young kids these days!” joke you expect on your grandpa’s facebook feed.

Caveat: I’m forty years old, and I winced at this.

The real kicker is I don’t think Phoebe’s mom is old enough to have owned that phone.

I still have one like that. Comes in handy when the power is out for a few days.

The cord set wasn’t strong enough for nunchucks, but it was solid and heavy enough to ring your bell.

I showed a kid about Phoebe’s age a Lionel locomotive from 1923. “WOW! Is that a REAL light bulb? I’ve never seen one before!” :)

I wonder why they still have it.

I know what these are… Oh no, I’m old!! :D

You should see the ones with a dial instead of buttons. The really old ones you needed to crank up to provide your own electricity. If you couldn’t do it fast enough or long enough, you grew tired and became grumpy. It wasn’t too long before that condition became known as “cranky”.

oh, this is a good one!

Closely resembles the one on my wife’s desk, the one on the kitchen counter and the one in the garage. At that, they’re a significant step nicer than the old Bakelite ones that were suitable for use when tenderizing a cutlet. Though they don’t last as long.

We had to find the Ma Bell store and buy one when we moved into our house. The only one they had available was a burnt orange. I asked, “Is orange all you have?” The saleslady got all snippy and said, “It’s _Rust colored!”_

:^P

The dang thing still works and that was in 1981 that we bought it.

They are in English, “rice flails” the Okinawans used to beat the rice free of their hulls. When the Japanese invaded all weapons were illegal so the everyday farm tools became weapons.

“Ninja Mom” sounds like the name of a 90s movie