Back to B.C. by Johnny Hart for June 28, 2017

And the halo turns into a collar.

I won’t offer a penny for his thoughts. I know what he’s thinking about.

He can keep his resolution- she won’t be in that stream for a whole year. He’ll look for an hour.

I think it’s the ocean. So says the starfish.

“Next year…”

I’ll bet Clumsy Carp is getting a better, closer look………

That year sure went by quick.

If that was the Fat Broad’s suit, he’d be running away.

Trade that halo in for a pitchfork and pointed ears.

I finally decided to stop making women unhappy….so I live as a hermit.But when I meet or am among the glorious ones….bingo. I’m in the game again. Must be all in the mind.