Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for July 19, 2007

I don’t think an ashtray is part of my future.

Little Reggie does not appear to be interested in the admiration from Roy and Gwen. And is Gwen pushing Roy on that little wagon?

No Cleo, wait until he says it won’t cost me a cent. Then we know he’s lying.

GPS?

I expect my microwave to stay put….

or at least, already know where it’s going.

Maybe a lot of this company’s products get recalled,

or they break down often,

so the GPS is set to help them find their way back to the factory, or to certain authorized repair shops.

Useful, maybe, but not a good sign.

And ash trays are on the threshold of the past, not the future!

Nice of Cleo to suggest to Claude that he sic her on the salesman…..

But… um… what would she do?

Bite his ankles?

She’d get arrested if she used the bazooka or came out driving the tank.

As for Roy and Gwen….

It appears to be a Pushmi-Pullyu style wagon from Ray’s Radio Flyers Я us.

She may be pushing or pulling him, but I think they take turns every few blocks.

In any case, yeah…

Reggie has better things to do.

Let’s sic him on the salesman…. he looks ready.

Go get him Cleo!!!

Never open the door to the future. Never open the door to loiterers.

My favorite parts were the bowtie, ID badge neck hanger, the 2 exclamation points after ashtray, and “sic”.

BUT…….is this the mighty microwave oven that has the hidden microphone and is a secret agent for the ABCLMNOP?

my thoughts exactly!

I like “Lionel Burybone.” Or should it be Lionel Burymore Bones?