Yaffle by Jeffrey Caulfield and Brian Ponshock for September 02, 2022

Fly the other way, Yaffle. That no place for a sweet bird as yourself.

That cheese “melt” is already decaying.

Yaffle in Death Valley? Are Brian and Jeffrey trying to tell us something? Especially with the Grim Reaper in view.

Attention❗️WARNING❗️

Travel at your on risk❗️

The barren, dry land is a warning!

No rest stops, no water, no nothing, for 300 miles…

When you see the whites of Yaffles eyes, that means don’t go any further….

Death was spotted speeding with scythe in tow…

Love the artwork

Love the Vanity Plate…

beware of death on the highway humming ♪ life is a highway…

his wheels are to die for…

And now we know where death takes a holiday.

Up ahead RR and the twenty mule team

Don’t roast in that sun, Yaffle.

The prediction is for 125 degrees in DV today, Yaff better shed some feathers

a ride through death valley, giving new meaning to “death warmed over”…

Yaffle is not going to fly in there.

Well, there’s at least one river. Just be sure to bring exact change for the crossing; the ferryman can be quite the… “Karen” … about it!

Death Valley is home to the Timbisha tribe of Native Americans, formerly known as the Panamint Shoshone, who have inhabited the valley for at least the past millennium. The Timbisha name for the valley, tümpisa, means “rock paint” and refers to the red ochre paint that can be made from a type of clay found in the valley. It was named “Death Valley” by the European “settlers” who had trouble getting through it without dying.

I hope this is not another bad omen. Yaffle should have a green cactus to blend in with. Too many characters have been vanishing during the last few years, without a trace.

By the way, why does the weirdo need luggage? Souvenirs?

Yaffle is at his post standing guard. (Guarding what I don’t know.)