Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for January 07, 2023

I care! I care!

I’ve answered questions I wasn’t asked before. I felt like an idiot. It happens. No sense in beating up on myself though.

I care so much that I’m careful. Now, what’s up?

German: “Wie geht’s?” “Danke.” Translation: “How’s it going?” “Thanks. (I know you don’t care, but thank you for following the social convention).”

Fourth frame:

“No, and now I know enough to not care in the future!!”

Thank the thought instead of the banana handler. Two bananas in one peel.

Like three nuts in one salted shell, end of the world?

How are you? The rent’s up…

As in parents from loud music? Read between the lines!

There was a tension between them, so that even the simplest interaction was an exercise in walking on Legos. It was a palpable presence, like a sauerkraut fart that lingered too long. Neither of them was willing to discuss the elephant in the room. Both of them felt that they were the elephant in the room, that their personal internal drama was the only thing that mattered, and the only thing that nobody wanted to address. Each of them secretly condemned their family for even bothering with their Orthodox Christian Christmas tradition of gathering together in spite of their disparate paths in life.

When I’m expected to say something in reply but it really doesn’t matter what I say, my favorite non sequitur is “I like cheese”.

“What’s up?”, according to the Cambridge Dictionary, is “used as a friendly greeting and to ask someone how they are and what is happening”. The pedantic left elephant is merely indicating that the format of the reply did not match the format of the greeting. “I’m doing well. How about you?” would have been a much better reply by the right elephant. In my interpretation, it’s the right elephant who doesn’t care enough to ask about their interlocutor’s situation.

Well, nothin’s up, if you want to know! What ever happened to hellooooo?

1. Pretend the word balloons in panels 1 and 2 are blank.

2, Pretend the 3rd word balloon says, “If I could fart thru my trunk I wouldn’t need an evangelist.”

3. Fill in the blank word balloons in panels 1 and 2.

…and so ends the republican experiment into socialism…

Panel 4 (which didn’t make the press in time) shows the rear of the elephant on left as it walks away.

Its Bobert and McCarthy.

I answer “How are you?” with “Do you really want to know, or is this just a greeting?” Because I’ll tell you, from the really crappy morning I had feeding the Clowder, mucking out the stable and fighting off the chooks when I went to collect the eggs and other stuff to the very nice session with the Mrs because she woke up in a very romantic mood and needed her fulfillment “NOW!!”

Their trumpeting is out of tune …?

I only talk to pink elephants. I find them to be less judgy.

Regarding the Blog #FB00750:

A bagpiper and a penguin together is funny. The fact that the bagpiper had to be identified as the one on the right is supremely ridiculous.

Here’s a higher resolution version of the picture, without the ridiculous caption (suitable for making a meme): https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/dc/Scotiapiper.jpg

Gaslighting 101.

“Ahh, no.”

Two too flippant prominent proboscis pals….