Roscoe is hoping that Earl takes Opal’s sarcasm in a good way.
As what kind of bird were you dreaming, Earl? An eagle or an ostrich?
If you can’t flap your arms and fly in a comic, where CAN you?
I had a friend when I was a kid who lived down the street from me who had chickens. His dad would chop off a chicken’s head and it would creep me out when the headless bird would ‘dance’ and flap it’s wings. I understood that it was because the the nervous system but it still gave me the willies.
Wonder if Earl jumped of the garage roof, thinking he can fly?
Earl must have been listening to the song “Fly Like an Eagle:” by the Steve Miller band! (Good Song)!
Earl you must grow feathers first ! Then you may fly .
My flying dreams don’t involve flapping at all, just being streamlined. Unfortunately, they usually end with me rising to a great height (without volition) and then it’s MY turn to drive and I can’t pull out of the dive in time. I always wake up just as I hit.
Spouse HATES those dreams, because the bed bounces so much.
I have those glorious dreams on occasion. It’s bitterly disappointing when I wake up.
I believe I can fly
I believe I can touch the sky
I think about it every night and day (Night and day)
Spread my wings and fly away
I believe I can soar
I see me running through that open door
I believe I can fly hoo
Some of us are lucky enough to have a spouse that keeps us down to earth …
It looks like Opal is folding laundry while sitting down….
Even Roscoe was riveted by his tale!
It is easy to fly. You just throw yourself at the ground and miss.
Fly like an eagle to the sea.
This isn’t flying. It’s falling. . . with style!
I always used to have those dreams…..but not lately! I loved them, it was fun! :-)
Emu, of course. That or dodo.
Roscoe says more with his eyes than people talk in cartoon balloons!
For one second I
Felt like a bird
Hangin’ up in the air
Feelin’ stops all
If I said in a word
The feeling to be without a care
- K. Williams
His wings will have to be the size of B-52s.
I had dreams as that I could fly.
Even if you’re certain, test your assumptions.
(I certainly have been certainly wrong.)
I think that was more like flabbing than flapping, Earl
Sorry, Earl. You’re only a fly-by-night operation…
Earl is not a keen observer of nature or else he would have known that birds can fly because they start in a tree.. or off a roof… and, thank goodness.
She won that one.
I lol’d at this one.
Love means listening to your partners dream story.
I used to have flying dreams, but didn’t have to flap my arms! Did Superman flap his arms? No!
How undignified, to need to flap your arms.
If god wanted me to fly, she’d give me tickets. Pan Am, if you please.