Birdbrains by Thom Bluemel for December 09, 2024

Quit yer witching!!!

O yeah … at least you get out once in a while.

And gets washed and rinsed and set – in the corner.

Lotsa faces in those rocks and the mop bucket.

Meanwhile the toilet brush is thinking "neither of you have anything to complain about.

On mop of old Smokey,

All covered in grime.

I found I was pokey,

Cleaning this time.

Maybe its the one from Hocus Pocus.