Monty by Jim Meddick for October 18, 2020

“Hours have passed. Why…? Oh, Dammit. I forgot to recharge the laptop battery”

Just be sure you lowered the thermostat way down to make it more accurate.

You should have put a paper tablecloth on the table and looked for a magazine you haven’t read. The three at the doctor’s office were Diabetes, Stroke, and Pregnancy.

Only I don’t have to wear a mask.

Who does your digital rectal examine?

Wait until they ask him to cough…

This is when you’re really counting on the designer of your $89 FOLDARP table by IKEA.

This kinda fits in with the usual desert island theme we get from the Sunday strip.

If the doctor is a dermatologist, fine. If he/she is for something under the skin, I want him/her in the room with me. Otherwise, don’t waste our time.

Now hold your laptop against your chest and cough.

The website told him to remove his pants, but he’s wearing them throughout. Not that I particularly want to see him without pants, but why mention them and Monty just ignores the instruction. What was the point?

The Tele-Prostate Exam ought to be hilarious…

Hurry up and wait. It’s a familiar thing. And perish the thought that you should catch a cold from the chill of sitting there in your boxers for hours!