Bloom County by Berkeley Breathed for October 24, 2018

One of the first Bloom County strips I really loved as a kid.

The worst thing for a guy is searching the store aisle for the exact feminine hygiene products the female members of the family asked for. We know others are watching us. We can feel their stares. But the horror doesn’t end there. There is the final reckoning at the checkout counter. We just know the cashier and the people behind you in line are laughing to themselves. Oh, the humiliation.

And now, Opus, you know why he didn’t do his own shopping this time.

he forgot Steve’s condoms Ramesses Short and Stubby.

there’s a pharmacy near my house where there’s a woman like this. she doesn’t yell it but she wants to talk about everything you buy.I mentioned it to the manager saying “I go elsewhere when i see alice behind the counter” he said he’d heard that from a lot of people.

This is why I love the self checkout machines.

Nostril pimples??

Fellow agrees to pick up an item for his wife while shopping. Unable to locate said item, he whispers to the checkout clerk, “Tampax?”. The clerk, thinking he said ‘thumb tacks’, loudly answers, “Did you want the kind you push in with your thumb, or the kind you pound in with a hammer”?

Giant size Preparation H, for Steve Dallas. Hilarious.

One of my all time faves featuring Opus. I have the old, fading, yellowing original strip cut from the newspaper in my scrapbook. Still hilarious.

The real reason the Internet is destroying retail.

Opus never visited that drugstore again. Steve is just a degenerate pile (Preparation H) of decrepitude….

I have to say, this strip is the one and only place I have ever encountered the name “Gelbert.”