Frazz by Jef Mallett for January 05, 2015
January 04, 2015
January 06, 2015
Transcript:
Caulfield: Today is always the longest walk to school. As the sun cowers behind horizontal chimney smoke, slowly revealing curbs lined with the corpses of the season's cheer. Frazz: And you've probably got unfinished homework. Caulfield: Creative. Writing. Wrapping it up now.
KZ71 about 10 years ago
Caulfield needs to find a better outlet for that kind of creativity.
Varnes about 10 years ago
“When chimney smoke hangs still and low,Across the stubbled fields of snow,And angry skies reach down and seizeThe sorry blacked bones of trees,In the dead of winter, when those silent snowbirds come,You’re my sweet, maple sugar honeyed, hot buttered rum..”
Red Clay Ramblers
Varnes about 10 years ago
Whoa!….Weird landscape in panel two…Christmas trees, no houses….
Varnes about 10 years ago
“blackened bones of trees”…Why isn’t there an edit function like on face book?
Strod about 10 years ago
@Varnes,.There is one. It’s called: Copy old version, paste in new comment, make changes, submit, delete old version.
Strod about 10 years ago
Oh, yes! You are right, those are houses! In first reading I thought they were factories in some post-industrial apocalypse!
Varnes about 10 years ago
Strod, thanks….Ewal Doh, they don’t looklikehouses to me….Maybe I’m just hungry, but they look like Hostess Cupcakes to me….
DKHenderson 3 months ago
Sounds like an “A” to me!