B.C. by Mastroianni and Hart for August 11, 2022

At least he’s not paranoid.

And he doesn’t even have Alexa – yet.

Someone’s watching over you too, B.C.

“I always feel like somebody’s watching me.” — Rockwell

“Every breath you take, I’ll be watching you.” — The Police (the band, not the actual cops)

At least it is not the Aardvark from the Pink Panther cartoons.

Been into the fermented grape again?

Still feel that Humans were an ancient alien experiment where we were observed but over thousands of millennia those aliens either died out or forgot about us…Looking at the world today..I say they forgot about us!

PETA has filed a complaint against this comic. Ant Lives Matter.

Cave Men have Ant Farms????

So I’ve never had an ant farm, but I learned something about them recently that’s heartbreaking. The ants they send along to populate your newly-purchased ant farm are all worker ants. You drop them into the ant farm, and they get to work, preparing the burrow complex. The only problem is, there’s no queen. No queen, no thriving colony. Eventually the worker ants all die, and you throw the whole thing out, thinking it’s your fault somehow.

I don’t like ant farms! They give me the heebeejeebees

Aliens are watching me. I give them the heebeejeebees.

Hah. Ant farm. My first thought was fluoroscope.

This is the episode of the Twilight Zone that was lost for 50 years

Perhaps you should stop bugging the ants since they are not, strictly speaking, bugs.

Someone is always watching. That’s not really the problem. It’s those street corner mobile phone movie makers that will get you in trouble. Every time.

Forget it, Jake. It’s Chinant Town.

Too bad all of mankind doesn’t live their lives as if they were always being watched …

Well, yeah, but someone is still watching.

That’s the clearest mica fake glass I’ve ever seen.

I keep my ant farm outside, underground.

TV Version 0.0.

Mants so much like us.

That was a twilight zone episode. A drunk couple wake up in a giant childs toy village

Our existence is just a computer program for the enjoyment of some child who’s spending his afternoon looking at us.