Pig should also pay more attention and not rely on others for his safety.
Should have asked “May I cross?”
Oh, no! Pig was become roadkill!
I didn’t think a crossing guard made that much money. :/
as Calvin once wrote, “be careful or be roadkill”
He’s right. Pig CAN cross. Now, if he MAY cross…
Most crossing guards are retired men and women. They can get distracted sometimes when their retirement assets are at risk.
November 16, 2019: When a pig flies.
He didn’t even put his paddle out for you, Pig!
Hey looky there Pigs Can Fly!
Roadkill bacon, anyone?
Was Rat behind the wheel of that car ? … Croc Power !
I got dibs on the bacon!
“I should pay more attention.” Ya THINK, Chris?
Hey, the Dow hit 28,000 so even though there’s carnage, everything’s fine. :-)
PIG has the worst luck….
Double-crossed by the crossing guard…
MAN, I’m SO GLAD that I DON’T have cell service ANYWHERE within 20 miles of where I live!!
If you leave any government employee in charge of your health or safety, you asked for it.
That crossing guard should save checking for his break.
Pig has crossed to the other side.
What? Is Pig in elementary school?
Pig is dead.
Pig does not have enough to even pay attention.
Can vs should.
Are you covertly saying crossing guards are not paying attention to the children they are supposed to be protecting?
No, I will not eat green eggs and ham.
Why does the crossing need to be guarded anyway? Is it valuable?
Back to the drawing board for self-driving vehicles – the AI can now detect a person in the street, but cannot identify a Pig
“…but only at your own risk!”
Oh,no! Pig is dead! Wait a sec. That’s Kenny. Wrong deal. Sorry.
Texting while doing crossing guard duty, but it was only a second. Good thing it’s a comic and not real life, otherwise he’d be arrested for dereliction of duty and perhaps involuntary manslaughter.
I’m afraid all of you missed the joke, which was a play on words, as usual (for Pastis). Cross trading is common within the mutual funds community; hence, when Pig asked if he could “cross” the guard looked up from his mutual funds and said “Sure.”
Alas, poor Pig! I knew him well!
How much a pound for that fresh bacon, Bob the Butcher?
I see it differently. He has permission, but he is unable….he can’t.
He’s there to guard Children, not pigs