Nancy: LOAFING AGAIN.
Sluggo: I'm NOT loafing.
Nancy: Don't you ever think of your future?
Sluggo: Sure. Right now I'm studyin' for my future job.
Nancy: What job?
Sign reads: GLASS BLOWER
Eight bubbles is way too much.
“Dere’s a buncha guys in dat run-down old house doin’ dis!”
Now don’t you feel bad that you picked on poor Sluggo, Nancy?
Dats hysterical! Sluggo a glass blower, I mean!
He probably would be a natural
Do you think Ernie traced panel 2 from panel 1 except for the bubbles? It’s like he had a copy machine FROM THE FUTURE!
Sluggo’s pipe is cracked.
It amuses me how Bushmiller puts in a sign in the last panel to telegraph the “punchline” to the reader.
If that glass-blower inhales, he will get a very bad “pane” in his stomach!
Now that’s a career…
This makes me yearn for a rich, vanilla tinctured burley leaf.