Get Fuzzy by Darby Conley for September 26, 2021

Satchel, don’t let them confuse you. Go meditate like a Yogi. Bear or dog. it’s up to you.

The Tao of Bucky resembles the Tao of Yogi Berra. Which is natural, as Bucky is a NY Yankees fan.

https://tricycle.org/magazine/koans-yogi-berra/

I wonder who smoked more weed: the person who wrote this strip, or the person who “gets” it

Bucky has obviously been giving this a great deal of whatever the opposite of thought is.

They should consult the Ivy Three, who sorted out such matters all the way back in 1960.

Rob breaks the Fourth Wall by staring at the audience in exasperation.

It’s pic-a-nic baskets Bucky!

Tis a Mad … Mad world ! Good luck Pinkish ;-)

OH. My head.

I kind of like today’s strip. Around and around we go!

So THERE, Rob!

Sometimes Bucky makes a little sense!

Rob is looking at us, and his look says: Save me.

Is Darby tapping into his ‘Inner James Joyce’ here? No matter, I like it!

Bucky must be smoking the catnip again.

I think a bear can meditate any way he pleases.

Somewhere back there is an unanswered question.

“Smarter than the average cat!”

Still trying to figure out the takeaway lesson here . . . .

More limber than the average bear.

Bucky is downright surrealistic.

Can’t argue with Bucky’s logic.

I’ve participated in conversations like this. I am usually the one misusing the terms. Like “Basketball Pool.” Who would want to drown ponies?