Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs for July 10, 2022

Picking a side.

Sigh! It’s a jungle out there…And once you got a gentle “Welcome To The Jungle” you also get a certain “Welcome to the… Club”

A dastardly ambush, no room for cowards, and I guess Tarz and Tar are ousted from the tribe and have to share breakfast…..

I like the names here. The ever moving M’Wa Lot, today’s To-Yad and the Tar-Zan/Tar-Gash duo. I almost feel a gash coming up.

See, this is what happen when ya makes yer group work on Sundays too.

My enemy’s enemy is my friend, or something.

Perhaps the Sagoth’s will respect the courage.

Tarzan cried warningly before Targash was hit clubbingly.

He went boldly where no one went priorly.

“I throw my thews in withew!”

“Wha…?”

A real mish-mash mix-up jungle-style, about time Tarzan showed these ugly ape-men who’s boss!

The Latin Club, the Literature Club, the Science Club, and watch out for that Glee Club. It’s deadly.

H* hum. Sunday “super hero,” Monday prisoner (if Monday really were on Monday, which is of course Sunday, as we have all learned)….