Except when they don’t. My daughter once fell off a swing. She came to me in tears and showed me her swollen wrist. My response, “Shake it off.” My smarter half took her to the ER. Cleanly snapped wrist.
Over the Hedge: Making up the best words since 1995.
I’m thinking this is the first time in syndicated comics history that a character has flipped the bird (off stage). Could be wrong. But as far as I know this is a first.
Over the Hedge: Making parents explain stuff to kids they don’t want to explain since 1995.
Today’s title comes from a commentator over at gocomics.com. I always give credit where credit is due. Which why T deserves a tip-o-pen for adding stripy to “stained stripy red.” Good, funny change.
This whole week has been an example of what happens when you do benign, non-controversial, cute cartoons.
No one cares.
There is not one comment over at gocomics.com. No one is bemused. No one is angry. No one thinks we’re geniuses. No one thinks we suck.
See… this is why we compare Donald Trump to an orange bag of endoskeletal goo.
Also, there’s NO WAY Trump is 236 lbs. I’m 6’2″ and 232 lbs. I look like positively anorexic next to the TrumpBlimp.
Okay, well maybe not anorexic, but certainly somewhat slimmer. A bit slimmer. Slim-ish.
Hey! At least I’m not orange!
Feel free to smile as you move about the cabin.