Herman by Jim Unger for April 25, 2014

Careful of the dentures.

No more for me thank you. I’ve had all I can hide.

Hey—she has slipped into something “more comfortable!”

Tis the High Priestess de Crummy Cake.

“Cakes? I thought they were doorstops.”

Did she just increase his life insurance? Looks like he’s on to her game.

I can’t have another one, there’s no more room under the chair.

And, he isgoing to pick them up discretely, . . . how?

Ah….the horror….when cupcakes go…..bad!Maybe he can give them to the local hockey team(as pucks)

what kind are they if Herman’s enjoying them?????!!!!!!!!!!