Frazz by Jef Mallett for July 21, 2019

There used to be toads everywhere when I was a kid. Loved them (never got peed on). Have not seen a toad in years now.

From “The Toad Not Shaken”, by Robert Moss. Or something similar.

The tiny ones were all over the place when I used to cut the lawn. Unfortunately some didn’t ‘make it’.

Thar was toadaly ridiculous.

Caulfields sense of humor seems to be toad.

Someone should tell on them. I would but I am taking the road less tattled.

We actually have that “Road Less Traveled” line on the sign welcoming people to my town.

Has Jef Mallet been hanging around with Stephan Pastis again?

I love that the path diverges, didn’t notice that until after the punchline.

Channeling Pastis, now, are we? grÔan!

Two toads diverged, with a yellow flood, and I …

Re-e-e-e-aching. But funny anyway.

Blasphemy! You mess with Frost, you tread on sacred ground! Or not. Just sayin’.

Love the idyllic setting

Went toad hunting with my granddaughter last night (catch and release). Easily caught 5 in my front yard and a big Cuban tree frog.

If in a tow away zone,your car would be toad ;)

Hedge toads?

Luv the graphics here!

And Jef Mallet (as “Jef the Cyclist”) is in today’s Pearls. Coincidence?

Robert Frost just sat up in his grave and screamed.

They had to leave the yellow brick road and go back to the howling old owl in the woods, hunting the horny back toad.

Pastis is jealous he didn’t come up with this one.

I love the poem and have a book with that title. Good poem and great book.

Excuse me, Mr. Mallett? I have a Mr. Pastis on line 2. He says he wants to let you know that a Mr. Rat is on his way over with that baseball bat that you apparently requested…

Jef Mallett: Wonderfully crafted pun!

With all apologies to Robert Frost. And Stephen Pastis.

My younger brother and I caught a great big toad and were carrying him home in a paper bag when we ran into a friend of our older brother. The friend took the toad out of the bag to see it and it peed all over his clothes. Of course my brother and I thought this was the funniest thing we had ever seen.

Knock Knock…

Who’s there?

A Rat with a Bat!

Frazz toad the line: His wit is dry.

You guys (almost) all missed the point. In the next panel (not shown) Rat comes in with a baseball bat, saying something like “He didn’t have miles to go.”

“Dear Friends, look around now, chose the nearest exit to your seat, and in case of disturbance of any kind, to avoid the danger of panic, walk – do not run – to that exit. And now we ask you all to shift on your sanitary pedestals and join us in that great old hymn – By Order of P.D.”

Toad away, toad awayToad away, toad awayWhere do you go when you’reToad away?"

Boo! :D

Made my day!

If you study the shape of those toadstools you’ll understand why the little guys eyes bulge out. Imagine if they could scream “OUCH!”

Robert Frost is rolling in his grave…LAUGHING, but rolling!

I have read that the liquid they expel when picked up is actually a skin secretion, used as a defense mechanism. It apparently has a foul taste, so when a predator picks it up in its mouth, it immediately drops it.

I wonder if Jef got this one from Pastis.

Puns are Pastis’s territory.

Nice tribute to Robert Frost!

Stephan Pastis has a lot to answer for.

Mallett is trying to out pun Pastis. Of course, Mallett’s pun is much milder and literary than many of Pastis’Besides, I love Frost.