I'm not a saint, but I play one on the comics pages.
Kummertofu is worse. It’s when you really really miss bacon.
[2 rats talking] “Hey Rudy, I got a job offer. They’re going to put me in water until I drown, and then write down how long it takes.” [Rudy] “And no electric shocks? Sweet!”
… “Hey Chuck.”
Egypt: But the really hard part was getting their feet turned sideways.
Netherlands: … after which they practice Buutzoaken in a bath tub.
[At a spelling bee] “Could you use it in a sentence please?” “That guy who wouldn’t let me merge in traffic is Natiform.”
…but you might be scraping the first few pieces in the stack.
Geesh. If he was that into brevity he could have at least dropped the final “e.”
How about his drummer cousins, Ring Gogh and Bong Gogh?
The Spanish dancer Fandang Gogh?
The friend of Daniel Boone, Ming Gogh?
The smoothie bar proprietor, Mang Gogh?
I wonder if the cat-shaped school helps at all with the wolf farts.
?? What’s the joke?