Monty by Jim Meddick for November 21, 2012

I love Moondog looking at us, the audience, telling us not to say anything.

The Fourth Wall winks back at you Moondog.

Pilsner’s not a baby, Moondog. Some day you’re going to have to have The Talk with him about the birds and the…uhh…bipedal omnivores and the holiday tradition of Thanksgiving, harsh as it may seem….

You’re telling me this dude never brings home KFC?

Moony’s awesome! I’m wearing shades when I eat my cereal in the morning from now on!

Honestly, he wouldn’t care. I had an amazon parrot who would happily eat eggs and chicken. Lil’ cannibals.

Don’t forget, we’re talking about a bird who thinks his reflection is another bird.

Somehow I can’t believe that Moondog has never brought back any KFC, or General Tso’s Chicken, or, well, what I’m saying is that Pilsner must have had plenty of chances to catch on by now.

On the other hand, maybe I should stop wringing all the joy out of comics by being logical. After all, I’m accepting the intelligent parrot.

Actually, I seem to recall that he HAS brought home KFC. And if I recall correctly, Pilsner likes it, too, but has no inkling that it’s BIRD. That’s a secret just between us and Moondog.

gross, like eating cows tonque…Ewwww!

Sie note; lovin’ the Walking Dead series…just getting good again…anyone else?

SIDE note;

It’s birds. Thanksgiving diner is made out of birds. They’re making our food out of birds. You’ve gotta tell them. You’ve gotta tell them!

I wish this didn’t annoy me so much, but the sight of a roast turkey shouldn’t affect a parrot any more than the sight of a roast pig would affect a typical (non-vegetarian) human…

How about a TurduckPils’n?

That’s the first time I’ve seen a comic character shush the audience. A neat first.