Bloom County 2019 by Berkeley Breathed for June 28, 2018

skedaddle |skəˈdædl|

verb [no object] informal

depart quickly or hurriedly; run away: when he saw us, he skedaddled.

noun

a hurried departure or flight.

Really nice artwork with the Basselope!

very appealing even with the bananas

That was dam near perfect, from the prose to the art. It was only spoilt by the mention of Dopey Don.

My goodness, look at the teeth on that ravening beast! It’s a good thing they are mere FAKE Folk Tales, or we would ALL be in danger of becoming Basselope Lunches!

Love Fake Folk Tale in the last panel.

But…but….if that’s a fake folk tale, what WAS that I saw in the morning mist today?

Very poetic and evocative, Mr. B.

Opus is Rosebud is Opus is…

Those who do not vote in November do not deserve the right to vote. Too many patriots have died (to ensure your freedom to vote) for any of us to discard that right, or besmirch the honor of those who gave “their last full measure of devotion”.Scroll down for a lighter portrait of the man who so eloquently phrased the above quotation.

There is no basselope today. Only Opus’s plaintive plea for sanity. Ain’t none o’ dat, neither!

This just forced me to reread the Gettysburg Address. OMG, could anything be further apart than Abraham Lincoln and Donald Trump?

He should be using Poptarts with lots of butter. That’s the Baselopes favorite food.