Pearls Before Swine by Stephan Pastis for May 21, 2018

And I want to see the doktor at 4:20.

Croc dad is suffering from joint pain.

He need go to beeger hospital.

I smoke two joints in time of piece, and two in time of woe.

Said the tap dancer Fred Astaire, “Music is the doctor of my sole”.

But if Larry is here in Colorado, he might not have made a spelling error at all!

With those responses, his doctor will more likely refer him to a substance abuse recovery program.

Sorry Junior, but I’m wondering if Larry was looking for a prescription.

Larry is that sick? Oh, no…is he on the way out? Will the crock croak?

Sure, he has a problem with writing…but at least, Larry can weed.

In fact, Junior, just send him this comic. Let the good doctor do a little diagnostic exercise.

A physician at a larger hospital won’t be any more qualified than his own doctor. That’s just a big BONG theory!

That doctor really needs to turn on spellcheck!

I have a medical question. Can a CROCODILE apply for GATOR aid?

Mr. Bigger and Mrs. Bigger had a kid. He was a little Bigger.

Where’s spellcheck when you need it?

A couple of sea-bound rats were inquiring about shipping operations when they asked, “What’s up dock”?

Great joke, but visible a mile away.

Larry wants Mary Jane to be his care provider.

He’s got the Medical Marihuana Blues.

He’s gonna have to reefer Larry to the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff on this one.

Calling Dr. Cheech, Dr. Chong……..

Why would he want a refrigerated semi-trailer?

Croctor is there nothing I can take?

Larry got bad case of glaucoma, just look into big red eyes.

No wonder, Larry, is so brain dead

If laughter is the best medicine , then just a dose of Larry in the morning is all I need .

And he wants to try out for the Bong show.

love ’em. gimme more crocs!

Larry want Bob Marley joint LOL.

I just know Larry’s gonna make a hash of it…

Sorry Larry, he can only get you a bong.

Larry lives in Colorado?

Wait until the insurance company finds out that Larry’s doctor has enough time on his hands to send out letters.

Sounds doobie-ous if you ask me!

This could explain why only the adult male crocs seem confused.

I get bigger joints when my gout plays up!

Larry, either you are more clever than you pretend to be, or a certain Cartoon-Boy is feeding you lines beyond you pay grade!

Reefer madness!

Larry must be suffering from Madness. That’s why he wants a Reefer.

A letter? Who writes letters?