My dad used to let him in through the front door. Easter Bunny, too. He would tell us he was on first name basis with them. :) And that’s why he always knew where the eggs were hidden, too.
Keep the sensible shoes, Bernice—Luann is going to regret tottering all over the city in heels if they actually do a little sight-seeing. But a nice outfit would not come amiss.
I like the Oxford comma very much, having been taught to use it back in the 80s, and I loathe greengrocer’s apostrophes (I didn’t know there was a name for them until now; thanks!).
Not to mention, nobody would let a customer into the backroom!
Very Shmoo like in a way..(see Li’l Abner, 1948)
I would be the unhappy one here—I dislike dancing. My husband likes it a lot more than I do; he’s the one who insisted we have dancing at our wedding reception.
Perhaps you should wait until it’s done and read it all at once (like a book?). There are other webcomics that have had slow periods that improved mightily when I went back and read them all at once..Mind, I don’t have your issues here, but it’s worked in other places. Give it a try!
I would have thought it was an ancient coin by the shape, not a farthing from Merrie Olde England. And heads should still be the same, right—a head?
She’s actually human!
“If the money keeps rolling in what’s a girl to do? Cream a little off the top for expenses—wouldn’t you? But where on Earth can people hide their little piece of Heaven? Thank God for Switzerland Where a girl and a guy with a little petty cash between them Can be sure when they deposit no-one’s seen them Oh what bliss to sign your checks as three-o-one-two-seven Never been accounts in the name of Eva Peron!”—“And the Money Kept Rolling In,” Evita