For Better or For Worse by Lynn Johnston for March 11, 2024

Be grateful it wasn’t a fart, April. Then, you’d have to contend with both sound and smell!!

Go get a snack…

cute

Everytime I lay on my husband’s chest I can hear all the rumbling and ask “Are you sure you got enough to eat?”

Jon, you are startling poor April ! ! !

The rumbling could work as a soothing sound machine.

The natives are restless!

Our bodies can make very strange noises.

Borborygmus.

Really hard to rhyme with in a poem.

First Michael steals a sandwich from his own sister and now this? There are long lines for healthcare; is food rationed too?

Please help by donating to the Save Canada Fund.

There’s an app for that: Angry Bowels!

Have you read “The Bowel that Roared?”

I miss that kind of moment. My ‘kids’ are in their thirties and doing great and that is wonderful, but there are times when I remember when there was a connection like this.

The Kanamits would love to have the Pattersons for dinner.