Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for May 21, 2020

That’s quite a curse.

An adult would look for the uh-oh baby’s parents. Would they say uh-oh?

When people see my ex brother in law, the walking compost heap, they always go uh-oh and then go off in a different direction. Perhaps the uh-oh baby is how he started off.

I am LOVING the mythology of the Uh-Oh Baby…

Uh-Oh. I fear I am one of the dreaded adults (or, as they said in Star Trek, grups).

We’ve had more than enough rain here in the last week, and major roads are still flooded, not to mention the homes and businesses near the river. Please, no pigs!

That boy has been eating grass.

I don’t recall the plague of pigs in the Old Testament, though the plague of teeth switching would have probably gotten even Pharaoh’s attention.

Pee you too.

Switch places? Cool! You mean, like they’d move around inside your mouth trading places? Or they’d migrate SOMEWHERE else on your body? Buttteeth, oh no! Or maybe….the teeth in MY mouth swap places with the teeth in YOUR mouth! How do we get our teeth back to where they belong? How do you unsee the Uh-Oh Baby?

Beni’s going to become the next Stephen King.

all this time i thought the UH-OH BABY was real! these kids have the best imagination ever!

Madeline appears to be looking for the raining pigs…

I’m thinking there are quite a few adults – especially now – who wouldn’t mind if their hair turned beige!

They can’t see him till he’s elected…

I haven’t seen the Uh-Oh Baby around here, but I did see a squirrel fall out of a pine tree yesterday.

This is classic Cul de Sac. It goes in my Best ’Toons Ever folder.

Alice must be right. I don’t see an Uh-Oh baby anywhere.