Personal flashbacks may be motivated by this lighthearted little exchange, but don’t over analyze this fluff. It’s like a ping-pong game with feathers. Enjoy the fresh air, the quiet jungle, the lion sleeps tonight.
Luann and Frank do not realize that their plans defy a law of nature that states, “An empty room, if ignored for more than a few hours, will suck in all sorts of junk.” Not unlike a Black Hole.
Can’t take a peanut gallery to the bank.
Even though Pru is just a not well drawn second string cartoon character, I almost want to apologize to her for Greg wasting her time. He does not seem to have a warmth for for his creations.
Note also, Al Kaline, old Detroit Tiger right fielder died at 83. Wore #6 and died on the 6th.
I can’t believe that Pru really left.
Don’t count your chickens ‘cause the fat lady ain’t sung, yet.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Pru has another whole week to get her teeny, tiny, little butt out of town. We all know a lot can happen in 18 panels.
Not that bad. Just a tease, but she could be playing with fire and Frank might find it necessary to “give at the office.”
A few months ago Nancy got Frank to perk up when she said that she was feeling “kinky.” Turned out to be her muscles, not her sex drive.