Best thing that could happen would be for Rhino to mash the kid, let the Cooper couple grieve a bit, and move on to a fresh story. Darwin Prize kid….
What brand of aspirin was that, Leopold? Ye Olde Leopolde Aspirin & Mordant?
Somewhere, I guess. Here, it just turned Spring (allegedly)….
Thanks, Pig, for cheering up my stuck-inside day!
Who but our messed-up Monty would ride a brake-deficient bike on a downhill route to the Bike Shop?! Sheesh!
—The better to bury the corpses, you know….
Gee, until he got to the punchline, I thought Lio was trying out for a rôle in the current Dick Tracy storyline….
My Corsican brother? I feel for you!
The Good Part is, if you are perchance eaten by an escaped carnivore that you turned your back on, we won’t have to listen to your fabricated spur-of-the-moment excuses, a.k.a. situational ethics, anymore!
To all my zoo-free friends, bon appetit!
I’ve had pretty much all the cheap promo stuff at one time or another—tee shirts; book bags (or were they shopping bags?); pocket knives; and most recently, polo shirts…. But it’s got that logo and has so much cachet!