I remember the perverse appeal of those peg-bench things. The pegs stay in by friction, but you can hammer them through the holes until the tops are flush with the bench surface. Then there’s nothing to be done but turn it over and hammer in the other direction. Visibly an exercise in futility, yet it’s somehow satisfying to beat the pegs down over and over.
mccollunsky over 1 year ago
Fixing clowns is more a hobby.
sergioandrade Premium Member over 1 year ago
There are those who believe that clowns should be fixed to keep the number of clowns down.
Ivy Valory Premium Member over 1 year ago
I love it when he goes in such a rando direction!
gbars70 over 1 year ago
I really enjoy it when Dill rips off one of his pattented bon mots, usually as the final response in the last panel.
su43dipta over 1 year ago
You can become a psychiatrist and help people in the entertainment industry with their mental health issues.
A.Ficionada over 1 year ago
Dill may be leaning towards altruism here
Is like a melody Premium Member over 1 year ago
My son had one of those squeaky hammers when he was a kid. To this day, he’s not good at fixing things.
uniquename over 1 year ago
Maybe it will work on the Jack-in-the-Box.
WCraft Premium Member over 1 year ago
He’s also going to need a clown wrench.
Diat60 over 1 year ago
Do you get the impression that Beni is underwhelmed by his gift? Just a little?
timinwsac Premium Member over 1 year ago
After a week of hammering his parents will give him a mime hammer.
ChessPirate over 1 year ago
If it sounds funny, it must be for fixing clowns! ☺
Cozmik Cowboy over 1 year ago
And I think we can all agree that “fixing” clowns would be a good thing, no?
Sisyphos over 1 year ago
You’re right, Dill. Besides, clowns can’t be fixed!
robhanold over 1 year ago
Cart herding is much more atractive career choice.
JH&Cats over 1 year ago
I remember the perverse appeal of those peg-bench things. The pegs stay in by friction, but you can hammer them through the holes until the tops are flush with the bench surface. Then there’s nothing to be done but turn it over and hammer in the other direction. Visibly an exercise in futility, yet it’s somehow satisfying to beat the pegs down over and over.