Bloom County 2019 by Berkeley Breathed for April 16, 2018

Good old Bill to the rescue!

I’ve done that! When swinging the bottle around to move the ketchup to the proper end of the bottle, make certain that the cap is firmly in place. Of course, they were glass bottles, then.

crazy condiment cat

Actually many people seem to use that method to solve problems. Simplicity is beyond their grasp.

Who/what ever Bill was aiming for, he got… mission accomplished.

Not a good metaphor. The strikes were limited and targeted . . . they just weren’t effective.

There should have been a completely unsauced hamburger somewhere in that picture to complete the metaphor.

Furtherly? My computer gives it a red underline as I type it. I suspect Berkeley chose it to foreshadow the actions of his most bizarre fur-bearing character.

I was about 12 and dancing in the living room to the radio, with a fountain pen in my hand. It sprayed. All over the two new armchairs my parents had bought a couple of days before. I leave the rest to your imagination.

Woke.

I got a large grape juice stain across our kitchen ceiling when I was a kid. My dad came home; looked at it; pondered for a bit; then said, “I won’t punish you, if you’ll tell me how you did it”.

As an infant I sneezed beets all over the newly painted yellow kitchen. My parents took me to Mexico. I do sometimes think they MEANT to leave me. (61 and I’m still not allowed beets!)

My aunt had the habit of changing my cousins diaper with her coffee cup setting next to the where he was changed until he made a perfect fountain into her cup! ;-}

The real indication that civilization is doomed is that ketchup exists in the first place.

Bill, you da Cat!

Dose pengies and hoomans? Foggeddaboutit!

A ketchup suppository can’t be a good thing.

Was the Metaphor have anything to do with Catsup?? ( get it? Cat-wasssup!).

Shake and shake the Ketchup bottle. None’ll come, and then a lot’l. – Ogden Nash