Hmm… Candy

Halloween: Heartily approved by the American Dental Association.

Trick or Feet

Very nice work by T. Those are Alice and Petey masks from the late, great Richard Thompson’s comic, “Cul de Sac.” One of the best strips EVER! Mike-Bob says check it out.

Happy Halloween!

Living Loud

This may be a first time depiction of a spirt with both a ghost and the animated skeleton of that same ghost.

Over the Hedge: Just making ?#$@!! up on a daily basis.

Do the Monster Twerk

The two twerks, never three is a play on Ernie Bushmiller’s Nancy comic. If he drew “some rocks” in the background he would always draw three. Two rocks were a pair of rocks. Four rocks were “some rocks” but one more than was necessary.

Two twerks are “enough twerks.” One twerk is just silly and three twerks are just obscene.

Two terks. Never three.

Over the Bone Yard

Hammy and the skeleton makes me giggle.

Simple pleasures.

Onward.

Roww!

This is in such bad taste. Bad, bad taste. Funny, bad taste, but bad taste nonetheless.

Bad, bad, cartoonists.

Pumpkin Americans are Outraged

Verne can’t win. If he ever wins, it means we all lose, because without Verne losing all the time we don’t have conflict and we don’t have comedy.

It’s not my fault. I can’t be blamed. I’m bound by the conventions of comedy to be mean to Verne.

Verne loses. But hey, Pumpkin Americans win!

The Moaning Lisa

Puns are the last refuge of the deadline flogged cartoonist.

Apologies.

Peace Be With Us

T did a GREAT job with this one.  Nice helicopter and soldiers.

Predictable, commentators over at gocomics.com are going ballistic over this one.

Folks, we OCCASIONALLY get political. T and I are moderates. This has been an outlier of an election. Trump is a clown. Hilary is a status-quo politician with lots and lots of baggage. Not equivalent. I’ll take the baggage over the clown any day. And I’m happy to say it appears as though most people agree.

Compassion > Conflict

I’m as guilty of lacking in compassion as anyone. Comedy and empathy really don’t mix. And there is no comedy without conflict. Yet… we should all take some time to consider the other’s POV. Just a moment. A second. A nano-second.

Then go ahead and make fun of your dancer wife tripping over a pencil on the floor.

Because, you know, it’s funny.

Sorry, hon.