Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for December 20, 2023

Hey, Rudolph – lay off the schnapps!

A Christmas Miracle!

Run Run Rudolph!

It looks like the reindeer found Santa’s secret uranium mine.

Crossover with Andy Capp???

“Hey Rudolf! Dim the high beams, ok?”

No one will believe her.

How will this end. A drunk Rudolph leading a lost, sorry, roaming moose.

Said the night wind to the little lamb:

“Do you see what I see?

Way out in the woods, little lamb

Do you see what I see?

A deer, reindeer dancing in the night

With a nose so bright it’s a light

With a nose so bright it’s a light

Moose breaks forth wall

Todo for January: ferment leftover candy canes.

This arc just gets better and better.

Well, Rudolph had to do something after the Christmas rush.

It must have been when you were kissing me.

We’re all a little strange to some people

Rudolph was written by Bob May when he was at Montgomery Ward. It’s actually an allegory of his childhood as the only Jewish kid in his neighborhood & school! When he was living in his home in Wilmette Illinois, he put a lifesize Rudolph on his front porch every year.

As they taught us in survival school: keep going downhill. Eventually, your will find water. Follow the water, eventually you will find civilization.

Just imagine the rumors Santa, his elves, and the reindeer have about her!

So that’s what happened to Rudolph after the Argyle Sweater:

https://www.gocomics.Com/theargylesweater/2023/12/20

Lucy needs to keep an eye on her moose boyfriend; he may be a roving moose in addition to a roaming one, and that’s one frisky looking little reindeer…

An elk, a miniature horse and a reindeer walk into a bar . . .

When reading the first panel, did anyone else hear the voice of the guy who narrated Rocky and Bullwinkle?

Bravo, one of the best running arc’s I’ve read in a very long time…

Well that’s the last thing I was expecting.

Red: He does exist! [thud]

Santa: They do exist… [thud]

Yellow: Uh… Santa?

Flash that nose a little faster and we can get this party started

Rudolph with your nose so bright, won’t you guide my moose tonight?

Called it yesterday!