Like Hank Hill, a Methodist.
P3- Mimi has a pair of welding googles like Boo, err, Corina. I think Mimi pulled a pair of Coach Glory’s stretch pants out of the mothballs.
P3- How does Gil know Corina is a handful? Behavioral wise like a Boo Radley or Bitsy Twill? Thorp is unfazed by carrying that bag of manure trying to impress Mimi. This panel offers EllisBurkes to coin his phase “let us spray.”
…..and then on your way home, you stopped by The Gold Dust Inn to wet your whistle and knock some trail dust off. After paying the barkeep, you got in your Plymouth Duster. After all, all we are is dust in the wind.
P1- It looks like True blasted her into the backstop, damaging it with his high, hard one.
Our GSP female was named Flick because of spots on her back. She was beautiful in the field, working with the next door neighbor’s English Setter. We think she was poisoned on a very cold New Year’s Eve by a neighborhood kid. My current across the street neighbor has a Brittany who goes nuts when I visit.
I concur Mrs. Lamb.
If True were a dog, what breed would he be? After reviewing panels, he would be my favorite hunting dog breed. Go.
Pudge play Triple A ball for the Louisville Colonels prior to the call up to the Redsox. Durable player.
True’s left shoulder was never the same after the crushing block on St. Pius X’s T.J. Stowe in the 2014 to spring Jarrod “Give ’em” Hale’s winning score in the state championship game. Who needs 2 pitching coaches? Or three?
Those of you in Snark Nation having Marty withdraws, refer to 12/19/2015 edition to start your weekend off right. Cheers!
…and nearly get his butt kicked by Pudge Fisk for not running out ground ball.