Heart of the City by Steenz for June 25, 2021

I did NOT see this coming.

More than one person admits guilt so that reasonable doubt is established. Nice strategy kids!

OK, just please, please, don’t eat the daisies.

I still don’t see why they couldn’t just tell her that Alyssa ate the brownie but she didn’t know she wasn’t allowed to. Hopefully the mother would understand what happened (and really, why doesn’t she know that she didn’t tell Alyssa?).

Now the mother is simply going to say “OK, well, thanks for being honest. I’m packing up the brownies and giving them all to our next door neighbor since you all disobeyed me. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

I always think Kat’s mom looks no older than the kids :) She seems to age really well!

But did they drink the kool-aid?

Ha! Totally saw this coming yesterday!

My name is Sparticus.

I am Spartacus!

I am Spartacus!

“I, also, am this ‘Spartacus’! … (Of whom you speak!)” … :)

I am Spartacus!

I am JPuzzleWhiz! d;o)

Let’s see if the little kid steps up and admits it….

It’s a pretty basic trope to have everyone claim guilt. Though I have never seen it work in real life…just in stories and tv shows.

In that this strip is set in Philadelphia, Heart and her friends might know that the first American theatrical depiction of the story of Spartacus was written by a Philadelphia physician called Robert Montgomery Bird, in 1831.He wrote it as an entry in a play writing contest sponsored by Edwin Forrest, one of the most popular actors of the 19th century.Dr. Bird won that year’s competition, and the play, called “The Gladiator” made Forrest richer and more famous than ever.

It didn’t do much for Dr. Bird, however. The fine print stipulated thathe was only entitled to the thousand-dollar prize money, but no royalties, no publishing rights.

Dr. Bird retaliated by publishing a series of horror novels.

Much later (1950s), a writer named Howard Fast combined the story ofthe historical Spartacus with Dr. Bird’s play (finally in print, decades after Dr. Bird’s death), and the result was the film “Spartacus” with Kirk Douglas in the title role.

It is unlikely, though, that Spartacus ever tasted, let alone stole, a brownie.

We are all illicit brownie eaters…be sure to sing the French national song.

I’m Brian, and my wife is Brian too…

That’s really funny how eating a lone brownie get you toasted. You have any other ideals about the disappearing brownie somebody said they eaten?