B.C. by Mastroianni and Hart for December 03, 2021

You were suppose to hug the TREE! Not the….nevermind.

Don’t worries. Fat broad will rescues you.

Jane, get your club.

Could this be a case of: “too much of a good thing”?

He doesn’t have long to live so it won’t do him any good.

What’s Jane doing with the 2 sticks? I doubt she is the knitting type.

Fear causes certain muscles to suddenly relax. Feel good, it ain’t.

Just don’t try telling the snake that it all joke. They just don’t have any legs for you to pull.

I wish that all I had to do is hug a tree to get a dose of oxycontin …

It works. I feel good.

Too much of a good thing can kill ya.

“Trust in me” ~ Kaa ~ Jungle Book….

The snake feels good.

I don’t think he’s feeling good, but rather feeling scared!

Oxytocin is more about pregnancy and lactation. I learned about those things when my wife worked in post-partum.

As Flip Wilson said the devil made me do it

Not my wife. She doesn’t like to be touched by anyone. Hugging? No way.

No, but the snake feels great.

There was a recent publication about a study that rated the “effectiveness” of hugs. For some reason, the study started with women hugging. For very valid scientific reasons, the women had to be blindfolded. The conclusion was that people enjoyed hugs that were not too short and that graduate students like to see blindfolded women hugging.

“And I will hug him and squeeze him and call him George.”

Snakes love to hug Peter, it makes them feel warm and fuzzy inside. It also tenderizes Peter and makes him easy to swallow. Peter is considered a fine meal.

a small but vital difference between “hugging” and “squeezing”

Then why is the first reaction a slap. Shouldn’t women at least wait a few moments to see if that oxytocin thing kicks in.

That ain’t Love. He’s softening you up for dinner…..

I knew that Oxytocin induces labor and breast milk. I didn’t know it was the “feel good” hormone. I learned something new today.

Shouldn’t there be a saber-toothed tiger in today’s strip? It’s all about a feel-line.

Give it a minute to kick in.

Mr. Burmese Python in Florida feels the wonder of it.

Forget the oxytocin, get me the oxycontin

“Hssss. Maybe not for you. Hssss.”

Hey, at least he doesn’t have his jaws chomped around your head!

RUN!

If Jane’’s offering, I’ll take my chances with the python.

What happened to Queen Ida’s birthday?