Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for October 01, 2003
September 30, 2003
October 02, 2003
Transcript:
Danae: Don't you just love the colors of fall? Lucy: Um... horses are color-blind, Danae. Danae: I'm sorry Lucy... I forgot. Lucy: That's ok. Why don't you just describe them to me? Danae: I suddenly got sympathy pains for my parents and teachers. Lucy: Don't worry... with your attention span, it'll pass quickly.
No New Wars 5 months ago
The colours go from the taste of the longest grass, to the taste of oats, then the taste of straw, to the taste of the wood on your stable door around the time they fall and finally the colour of the taste of molasses when on the ground.