For Better or For Worse by Lynn Johnston

For Better or For Worse

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  1. ORMouseworks

    ORMouseworks said, almost 2 years ago

    Be glad you don’t live by Alaska, Michael! I hear their mosquitoes are as big as birds! =-O

  2. jim gamer

    jim gamer said, almost 2 years ago

    Eek mosquitos !!!!! 8^(

  3. Larry

    Larry said, almost 2 years ago

    @ORMouseworks

    ya you can’t swat them you need a shotgun

  4. Jim in CT

    Jim in CT said, almost 2 years ago

    Have you ever tried a vacuum cleaner?
    Brrrr-zlurp! Gone!

  5. Thirdguy

    Thirdguy said, almost 2 years ago

    @Jim in CT

    Yeah, but if you take a walk in the woods, you are going to need a really long cord!

  6. GuiltyBystander

    GuiltyBystander said, almost 2 years ago

    @ORMouseworks

    They’re twin-prop jobs. I understand Cessna was trying to figure out how to outfit them with seatbelts.

  7. Poollady

    Poollady said, almost 2 years ago

    Most boys Michaels age LOVE bugs.

  8. Gokie5

    Gokie5 said, almost 2 years ago

    They don’t like getting mosquito-bit.

  9. JanCinLV

    JanCinLV said, almost 2 years ago

    See, all it took to get Lynn’s website working again was to threaten to print her comment from the treasury book for today’s strip. And yes, it is word for word the comment on the website today.


    Lynn’s Comment:
    In the Canadian north, you learn to live with flies. Legends, stories, and songs have been written about them, and no amount of spray will protect you when the season is nigh. I used to complain about the mosquitoes on the west coast, but the black flies, deer flies, and mosquitoes in northern Ontario make wimps out of them. On the GOOD side, the country here is beautiful!

  10. catman5169

    catman5169 said, almost 2 years ago

    If you really want to see bugs…especially mosquitoes….move to the Mississippi delta during rice season…

  11. BobBlumenfeld

    BobBlumenfeld said, almost 2 years ago

    In Minnesota, the mosquito is the state bird.

    (Just kiddin’. I know it’s the loon.)

    Two mosquitoes were overheard discussing what to do with the cow they had just caught (not unlike the trolls in The Hobbit).

    “Let’s take her down by the river and suck her dry there,” said one.

    “Naw,” replied the other. “If we do that, the big guys will take her away from us.”

  12. Night-Gaunt49

    Night-Gaunt49 GoComics PRO Member said, almost 2 years ago

    @JanCinLV

    Thank your for printing it properly in bold.

  13. Night-Gaunt49

    Night-Gaunt49 GoComics PRO Member said, almost 2 years ago

    We have several types of mosquito in S. Texas. The big black marsh mosquitoes are the worse because they are so large, you can feel them drilling into you for blood for their precious eggs.

  14. LV1951

    LV1951 said, almost 2 years ago

    @Night-Gaunt49

    You’re right, because we sure have some big-uns in Galveston!

  15. comicsssfan

    comicsssfan said, almost 2 years ago

    This is pretty much how it would happen when I was a kid. I was constantly out of the house. I was locked out. So I would ride around the neighborhood on my trusty old bike that was hard to pedal, looking for kids who were tossed out of the house because their mothers were sick of them. And it wouldn’t take much from them for this to happen, either. Their mother would grimace in disgust at them, just at their presence. They would act the clown to show their feelings weren’t hurt. Then there was a quick but fierce and terrifying blowup and they were out the door, red-faced and somewhat panicked. It was obvious from how these mothers behaved that these women seemed to hate their sons. These mothers seemed to think boys needed a different brand of love, with a touch of cruelty.
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    After a dust-up, the boys were at the same time humbled, chastened, angered and confused by the experience and feeling depressed. So because of this they would accept me. We would hang out and throw a football around or if they had a basketball net we would shoot around or play against each other. Sometimes they were actually glad to see me because their mothers had made scathing remarks about their lack of friends and rotten personalities. So they had something to prove. Here was a friend for their mother to see. They weren’t really that bad after all if they had a friend, was the hopeful impression. Kind of like a guy driving a used Cadillac in the hopes it makes him look prosperous. But their mothers weren’t that easily impressed since I pretty much looked homeless. In any case there was always an understanding that we were not real friends. This was just an emergency situation. At school they wouldn’t acknowledge me.

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