Welcome to Monday.
E pluribus pluribus.
For a time in the late 80s-early 90s I saved comics clippings now and then. This series and the Sunday strip preceding it are part of the collection. Here’s a link to the latter.
Robocallers need a patron saint. Prank callers have Prince Albert.
I remember an ancient strip in which Skyler’s test asked to name the three branches of government. His answer: “The lobbyists, the media, and the ACLU.”
By now Irv has replaced enough parts to build three cars.
I thought of Dr. Boris Balinkoff’s and Igor’s fate in that Gilligan’s Island episode with the mind transfer device.
“Forthwith flashes of actual flame, a bright glare leaping from one to another, sprang from the scattered group of men. It was as if some invisible jet impinged upon them and flashed into white flame. It was as if each man were suddenly and momentarily turned to fire. " – H. G. Wells, “War of the Worlds”
The conga line of life?
Is RJ that far removed from the human couch potato?