Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for May 06, 2022

Mateless and comfortless. Possibly feckless and gormless.

Married and in need of mutual preening.

Are you out of your nit picking bird house , in my soul?

You may need to rely on the kindness of strangers, mate.

…damn cats ruin everything…

…hello, I love you won’t you tell me your name…

…and that is all I know about the birds and the bees…

…birds aren’t real…

…it’s hard to soar with the eagles when you work with the turkeys…

…from the ‘Froglandia Bathmat Company’s educational video on cleanliness…

…and their video on sexual harrassment…

…you had m we at mateless…

…I’m just throwing out an olive branch, here…

…but don’t doves mate for life?…

May have to start hanging out at the feeders and waiting for the other loose end to show up.

Starless and Bible-black

No wife,

No horse,

No mustache…

Too bad… go preen yourself.

I’ve noticed many Birdbaths are available to any mate-less birds!

If one needs a mate, these days, all it has to do is TWEET!

I’ve actually witnessed a male doing a dance to entice the female ..unbelievable ! =~}

A bit of a late comer to the social whirl.

I’ve been there.

So that’s what they’re calling it nowadays.

That’s a great pickup line! Sure beats “Ooh, look at what I just stepped in” …!

The white bird of loneliness. The bluebird has flown away. If you see him on your windowsill, pray he doesn’t stay.

Like a bird that’s lost it’s mate in flight, I’m alone and oh, so blue tonight.

I swear, these guys on dating Web sites are getting more and more desperate.

Nothing like social grooming.

The close by fitness club.

Singles galore and shower pods.

Peasant Woman: Well, how’d you become king, then?

[Angelic music plays… ]

King Arthur: The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king.

Dennis the Peasant: Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.

Arthur: Be quiet!

Dennis the Peasant: You can’t expect to wield supreme power just ’cause some watery tart threw a sword at you!”

― Monty Python and the Holy Grail

I recognize an internet scam when I see one. Go, preen your own feathers, if that’s what you call it, phony bird, fake, online predator!

A bird in the hand is worthless.

Flip it off at someone, like the two handed birds from the bush.

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More bird flipping The Merrier, come together in The Peace Sign

I remember this strip as one of the first FAs I printed and stuck on my ’fridge. Still solo preening ’tho.