Free Range by Bill Whitehead for March 24, 2019

Nag,nag,nag.

I seem to hear Al Bundy complaining about attending to a woman with the butt of a horse.

Will you stop horsing around and get my size already?

I’ve got ladies shoe store stories. Miles Shoes. In Thousand Oaks, California. I somehow survived. I lasted one year. I’m okay now.

He’s got a ringer. He should tell her to shoo.

She is going to leave when he heats up the forge and gets out the hoof rasp, hammer, and nails.

And.. he will not even get a tip on the next horse race for his effort. She.. is a grumpy old nag, bitter at loosing in love.

I’ll take the first pair you showed me.

Wow, I’m amazed at the assortment they have. I can see why she’s having a hard time making up her mind.

Comic of the day, Bill!

Sorry I am late miss, I had to help Ms. Heifer try on different size bras.

I’m sure farriers are glad this cartoon is just a fantasy!

why the long face?

If he stuck a length of rebar into a sandbox, his work days might go better.