Monty by Jim Meddick for October 12, 2016

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    oldpine52  over 7 years ago

    When it’s your time to go, it’s your time to go.

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    Randy B Premium Member over 7 years ago

    Stupid fly.

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    Toonerific  over 7 years ago

    Ah you know, in the good old days I would’ve add a little green coloring for you … but alas …

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    J Short  over 7 years ago

    St. Patrick’s Day.

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    PICTO  over 7 years ago

    Don’t go towards the light…

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    drivingfuriously Premium Member over 7 years ago

    I know God created flies, and yet they seem to be the worst disease spreaders, unless you count rats.

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    phredturner  over 7 years ago

    All labs have marketing guys

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    Marko56  over 7 years ago

    Maggot makers…

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    brain Les  over 7 years ago

    animal lives matter…

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    brain Les  over 7 years ago

    animal lives matter…

    keep your eye on your fly….

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    Randy B Premium Member over 7 years ago

    Yup. Using a simple heuristic of “fly so that the bright light stays on your left” keeps you on a straight path when using the sun or moon, but it makes you fly in a circle (or spiral) when using a nearby artificial light.

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    Alphaomega  over 7 years ago

    I guess even God has an off day now and then.Take Trump for an ex…oh never mind.

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    Sisyphos  over 7 years ago

    So, tell me, E.B., how did this fly’s death make you feel? Are you a fly-loving tin boy, E.B.?!

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    K M  over 7 years ago

    Reminds me of the time a couple of buds and I tried to rid my house of a bat that had somehow perched itself on the kitchen curtain rod. Lacking the proper chemicals to do in the flying rodent, I gave him a pretty (un)healthy spray of regular ol’ Raid, which did little more than make him, well, drunk. My friends showed up a little later, and we wound up chasing the bat around the living room with various implements of injury or capture. One of them made the bat change course right into the path of the other’s tennis racket. When the bat first came off the racket, he was heading right at me in the dining room. As I ducked behind the doorway, the bat’s flight path turned into the living room wall, after which, the bat now stunned or dead (I didn’t care which), we picked up the dormant critter and tossed him out into the night.

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