Baby Blues by Rick Kirkman and Jerry Scott for January 25, 2024

Darryl you’ll never get six-pack abs by eating sour cream and chips.

Now I’m hungry.

That’s my favorite flavor of chips too.

There’s probably a few 911s around on the used car lots.

Buy him a new personality.

A lot of guys would request a different kind of 6-pack!

You’ll never get a porsche 911 spending that kind of money on chips and dip!!

I guess Darryl thought Wanda was going to The Delusional Store.

I always thought that was n interesting model number to use for a car, until I read about the number of accidents they’re involved in and their reliability issues.

As my sweet Mama used to say, “That boy just don’t git it!”

Personally I wouldn’t want a Porsche, a new pickup? I’d be willing to talk about that~

Pretty sure that will be two different stores…

I wonder which store Darryl thought Wanda was going to.

Wealth, fame, the adoration of the masses and a pound of twenties sliced thin.

There’s a much older strip where the roles here are reversed.

Oh Wanda, Wanda, Wanda, you passed up an excellent opportunity to get Darryl just what he wanted. At the grocery store get him a Hot wheels Porsche 911 in the toy section and a bottle of Sixpack Abs Probiotics for Digestive Health in the pharmacy/health section. (Yes the second one is real)

Next time he wouldn’t be such a smart @ss when you ask him if he wants you to pick up something.

As opposed to what, the miracle store?

Most of the strips I read are reruns of that first ran twenty, thirty, or more years ago. I’m used to seeing incredibly dated props in comic strips. Wanda’s phone is pretty jarring. (Darryl’s is appropriately dated.)

I always ask for Prince Charming, and he’s always on backorder.

“…..It was already running a close second.”

So just like with the kids you have to be specific with Darryl too.

how many days do they make come in to the office? maybe he just goes for peace & quiet

does Porsche soccer mom SUVs (crossovers)?

There’s actually such a thing as dill pickle—flavored potato chips. Don’t ask me how or why.