I hear next year’s harvest will be a monster.
Pastis the bad penny.
A win for the couch potato!
It’s a cat with dogged determination.
Heck, I want the whole bottle.
Sorry, but this is a comic strip, anything goes. Poison pill clause, Tom does something that enacts it, she gets the house.
“Not entitled” doesn’t mean anything if Ann gets Tom to sign a prenuptial agreement saying she gets the house regardless….
Scans from the old Polaroid pictures he had stashed away. Nudge, nudge, wink, wink…..
My thoughts exactly, to be followed up by an unfortunate event that ends the “pregnancy” after the “I do” is said and done. And shortly thereafter a messy divorce with Ann getting the palace. This strip has turned into one of my soap operas, on paper. Just needs the background mood music.
If it’s a red laser dot, duck!