When I started doing comics back in the Pleistocene era you couldn’t do a pee gag. Pee gags were verboten. Something about sensitive comic readers going into convulsions at the news that comic strip characters had working digestive systems. But today all that has changed. Cultural coarsening has finally arrived at the funny pages. Pee, poop, fart and even endless spleen jokes are now a-okay with reader’s everywhere.
No sex though.
There are already too many talking animal strips. We don’t need to reproduce any more.
And I thought the recent “writing your name in the snow” gag was snuck in under the radar. But Fart? I don’t think the word as such is still allowed, but loud “FFFFT” noises emitting from obvious locations are OK. And as for Spleen humor, I think Brewster Rockit has not only pioneered the theme, but pretty much owns “OW, MY SPLEEN” as a trademark. Spleen at your own risk.