Bloom County by Berkeley Breathed for November 24, 2021

Homer: Mmmm…eggnog.

Me: Actually, yuck!

Opus realizes he’s a bird, promoting a product made with eggs, and becomes so distraught he spends the entire check on eggnog, imbibing night and day, until penniless and bedraggled, he checks himself in at the Betty Ford clinic for “exhaustion”. Our hearts go out to him. We love you, Opus!

Eggnog is delicious if there’s a bit of rum added.

Spiked eggnog is silent but deadly

And here, children, we have the blueprint for Pinterest / Instagram / TikTok / other trending platforms.

So Opus has finally found something good about eggnog!

We always had eggnog as a family tradition. When I got old enough, I partook in another family tradition, eggnog with amaretto and nutmeg…

I can’t quite get the bottom two lines on the newspaper… anyone?

Kind of makes me think of the pharmaceutical industry.

I thought the punchline would be Opus saying that sarcasm doesn’t suit Milo (as in it was a really boring article).

Opus has discovered that the “egg nog” industry is just a big shell game.

Egg nog sucks, give me a real man’ drink. Diet Coke!

Personally pleased pumpkin spice has been replaced with cinnamon

It’s even more of a racket today, because you don’t even have to get the story right, and it’s ok to contradict yourself.

It’s just good, old-fashioned journalism, Opus.

(Congrats on your windfall, I guess. Never mind “ethics”….)

Wait for his item on mulled cider!

Opus, the first of the influencers.

I forgot the eggnog! Now I’ve got to go shopping.