Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for September 15, 2010

What? You don’t like getting drunk on loud camaraderie?

(And get that Black Cat out of my path!)

… and tardiness! (This strip was one hour late.)

I’d like to share this quote with certain people, but they won’t be able to hear me over the sound of their TVs and car stereos.

Spoken like a true introvert.

We have a problem? Is it us? Oh.

Like those public service announcements on the blog.

bullwinkle

can you hear me now?

We have met the enemy and he is WHAT? COULDN’T HEAR YOU OVER THE NOISE AND GREGARIOUSNESS.

Give me my earplugs and go away!

Great thought for today, Teresa!!

Meow, mow… meow meow mow meow mow.

(Hiya, wow… sure is loud in here.)

~kitty

Wait until I pull the buds out of my ears, then say that again.

FINALLY, attractive headgear I can be proud to wear out and about, plus people are sure to keep their distance.

Cats suck.

The Runaway Pancake, however, does not.

Wonderful job graphically, Ms. T. I love the apparent internal orderliness, growing into an impossible-to-read cloudy mass.

Re the dinner-and-dessert item on the Blog: I remember the exhortation to “eat every carrot and pea on your plate!”

Hang on, let me turn down the TV, radio, internet feeds, and mp3 player, and read that again… bleeep, how can i turn down those other voices in my head!

Ricky, you will burn for all eternity if you ever do that again!

Do not listen to that strange woman who wandered into your bedroom.

Oh, fine! First a taco, then a grilled cheese! Two of my favorites. I just finished lunch and I’m ready to eat again.

Wow, Ricky’s got a cool Mom.

jtp and Magueritem: That strange woman, was it a cougar on the prowl or his evil step mother? You decide, the lady or the cougar?

1938, What a great year. Benny Goodman plays Carnegie Hall and baby t was born.

Regarding the vacuum device in the blog: there is one being peddled on late night t.v., even in this day and age.

Does it work?

Ricky, every time you do that, God puts pink adorables on a gocomics reader.

Vlad the bodyguard Teresa’s protector, no? Do not mess with him.

(Hey! It’s a first attempt!)

Vlad’s huge neck rumbles. Teresa’s heart flutters. Vlad is satisfied.

Vlad Haiku

Look, it’s a lowlife Come to harrass Ms. B. Vlad crumbles his cookies.

Vlad, my hero Your head of stone and heart of gold Give one pleasure.