Hammy Saves

Hammy is my hero and I shall not want.
He maketh me stop and smell the Twinkies, he leadeth me to pick out squid shapes in the clouds.
Yea, thou I walk through the valley of the shadow of  suburbia,  I will fear no angst, for Hammy art with me, thy thumbs and thy fuzzy milk duds they comfort me.
Hammy preparest a feast of Macaroni and Cheese dust in the presence of mine critics, thou filllest my head with silliness; my smile runneth wide.
Surely a toasty-cozy warm buzz will follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the hug of Hammy for ever.

And ever.

Amen.

Kicking Squid Butt

I think today’s title is funnier than today’s comic.

It happens.

Mary “Boom-Boom” Worth

Mary Worth vs. Joan Holloway?  Seriously?

Really not much of a contest.

One is more woman than any man can handle and the other is a fictional TV character.

 

Cartoonist School Confessions

I have no idea what I’m wearing in this.   Not sure why T dressed me up in shorts and what looks like an Old Navy shirt from 1997.  I do wear Chucks, but not high-tops.   I did wear red high-top Chucks 20 years ago.

Which might have been the last time T and I saw each other.

I’ll send him a recent photo.

Or not.