Phoebe and Her Unicorn by Dana Simpson for August 22, 2019

Credible verifications outweigh credible falsifications. I’m not actually sure that’s what they call it, but I invite someone to prove me wrong.

“Maybe YOU are an illusion!”

A stubborn unicorn , he is.

Bridge troll… amusing. (Still, we should have Florence and Infernus as well as their parents show up to help verify Phoebe’s human existence.)

That one deserved a punch in the snout.

Speckled bridge troll sounds like a lovely career choice, Phoebe!

There’s a way to find out. How does Phoebe react to goats?

There will always be people — um, unicorns — who will deny the truth when it’s staring them in the face.

I’m starting to lean towards smacking him(her) to prove she exists.

Boop him on the nose. It probably won’t change anything, but since he’s hovering his snooter so close to your face, I’d be reeeaaaaal tempted to boop it anyway, just because.

“You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of underdone potato.” Charles Dickens, “A Christmas Carol”

Once you grab him by the withers his heart and mane will follow.

“You can’t tell me what to do, imaginary skepticorn; you’re not my dad.”

I’m getting Dora the Explorer flashbacks…

There are some people that no matter what the evidence will still insist on ludicrous alternatives. Such is the way of our society. Unreasoning denial is a widespread and psychologically recognized condition. Humankind seems willing to believe anything… except the truth.

I like how Phoebe looks at him. She’s so speacless

And Eremurus could be . . . Dakota and Blaartholemew in an early Halloween costume!

To be fair, Marigold just might be able to conjure up such an illusion. But Occam’s razor says she didn’t.

She should yank his beard or twist his horn — that would make her real.

Phoebe! Your friend is defending you against one of her own kind — appreciation, please!

Give a skeptic a fact and they will give you any number of ways to disbelieve it.

It looks like Phoebe is telling Marigold to not tell her that she can’t be a rare speckled bridge troll.

Pull his beard tuft. Tickle him.

Apparently, Phoebe actually believes “You can be anything you want to be!” And the best way to get her to do something is to deny that she can.

I thought trolls were, like, 10 feet tall. At least according to that Hobbitt movie…

she could be the queen of the speckled bridge trolls