Most of what we call “taste” is actually smell. Dogs have it all over us in that department.
My thought as well. You beat me to it.
I’ve been voluntarily celebate for years now. It is voluntary on the part of women everywhere.
True, but this strip goes back further than that. Hit the left double arrow and that will take you back to, about, the mid 90s. Wikipedia says the strip started in 1997; however, the date on several of the old strips is 1996. JoshHere asked if this was the first story arc. Obviously, it is not.
I wish. I wish. I wish I were a fish.
The baby must have gone through a protracted smearing phase.
No. Like so many strips, the art work has evolved over time. This appears to be quite current.
Of course they had electricity. How else did the Flintstones listen to radio and watch TV?
I sleep like a baby. I wake up wet.
When that story broke, oh so many years ago, I saw an editorial cartoon with Falwell dressed as a new Teletubby pictured with the others. At the top of his head was a cross. In his hands was a Bible. His name: Bigoty Idiot. The caption: “Which Teletubby is a bad influence on children?”