Peanuts Begins by Charles Schulz for September 22, 2023

He went for the surprise attack there.

Oh No! The bullet went wild. Linus you just killed the Great Pumpkin, You’ll be cursed to wait all night foe never a Visit.

I wouldn’t be surprised if Cher read these strips.

Should have used the double barrel, Linus. Bang, Bang!

Wait until she turns around Linus!

It was the only merciful thing!

Nearly 70 years later, little will have changed….

Linus, just killed a girl. Put a gun against her head, pulled his trigger now she’s dead (not really)

Linus really gets a bang out of his imaginary toy.

“Fingers don’t BANG! people, mouths BANG! people…” ☺

A negotiator, she is not.

wow – halfway into the day and no one is offended by the strip yet! see the miraculous can happen!! whoot whoot!

Linus is basically a Lefty (Yea!) as he easily shots with both hands. Righties have a hard time using the opposite hand for any refined movements.

This set of strips did not age well.

I love Sparky’s drawing of Linus carefully taking a bead on his target with his right eye closed in the first cell. I can see our young gunslinger blowing the smoke from the end of his “gun” after each of the strips in this series.

Low life, back shooter…

Must be getting low on ammo…..

Never turn your back on Quick Draw Linus!

The Fussbudget and the Gunslinger: coming this fall to a comics page near you

Jim: Then one day, I was just walking down the street when I heard a voice behind me say, “Reach for it, mister!” I spun around… and there I was, face to face with a six-year old kid. Well, I just threw my guns down and walked away. Little (redacted) shot me in the (redacted). So I limped to the nearest saloon, crawled inside a whiskey bottle… and I’ve been there ever since.

Blazing Saddles

I’m totally with Lucy on this one.

Well, he shot you point blank

You been shot in the back

Baby, point blank

You been fooled this time, little girl, that’s a fact

I think this particular episode made me laugh the most, out of all of the strips.

i can’t wait until he has a black vinyl disk thrown into the air, sure enough a hole right in the center!!!!

I was five and he was sixWe rode on horses made of sticksHe wore black and I wore whiteHe would always win the fight

Bang bang, he shot me downBang bang, I hit the groundBang bang, that awful soundBang bang, my baby shot me down