Crankshaft by Tom Batiuk and Dan Davis for March 25, 2024

The “Dale Evans Restaurant” always tickles me.

Every time a joke misfires at the Dale Evans an angel sings “Happy Fails to You.”

One thing I’ve been wondering for a while -

That fellow drinking the coffee: that’s George. A long, long running “joke” is that Ed always obliterates George’s mailbox. Constantly. Year after year. So… why would George voluntarily spend any moment of free time associating with Ed?

If you personally knew someone who constantly destroyed your property, is there any reason that you would want to spend your free time with that person? Why is George there? Can anyone tell me?

Speaking of eternal combustion, you three didn’t order the British Breakfast Platter with baked beans, did you?

EVs are for people who don’t really go anywhere.

The US won’t fully adopt the electric car until they’re MUCH cheaper and MUCH easier to recharge. It should be as quick and easy to recharge one of them as it is to refuel a gas car. That’s a decade or two away. They also need to solve the problem of disposing of the batteries, and the fact that replacing a dead battery costs as much as the car itself.

Hey! a Meckler sighting! He’s wasted on a weak setup, but I’m still happy to see that goofball, far more than the KomiX xKornerx losers.

A very apropos malapropism.

……give it time!!!!!

Ba ha ha, it’s hilarious because he called an internal combustion engine an external combustion engine. He used the opposite word but it’s clever because the engine is located on the exterior of the car. Ummmm…

“Eternal combustion”, aka a Texas wildfire.

is this a investers club meeting or another week of bad jokes ?

It’s actually INTERNAL combustion engine, Ed. But considering how much still comes out the tailpipe…

Another one of Ed’s “puns” that gives the reader a real groan!

Attaboy Cranky…you tell ‘em!

As long as he’s there to keep an eye on him, Cranky can’t run over his mailbox.

Good one, Ed.

Because it’s a comic strip

You heard it here first, folks!

Coming tomorrow: Ed’s back at the bus garage, complaining that his bus smells like sulfur. The mechanic says it’s demonically possessed and needs an exorcist, not a mechanic. Ed replies that it must have an infernal combustion engine. Smirks all around.

Coming Sunday: It’s Ed’s turn to do the scripture reading in church, from 1 Corinthians 6:18. He tells the people to refrain from “sexual immortality.” Smirks all around.

Your piece of s**it system would not accept my comment on electric vehicles

“Also, doesn’t Keesterman seem to be considerably younger than Ralph and Ed?”

I think Keesterman was born in 1947, and Ralph and Crankshit were born between 1918 and 1921

“Who would you rather see than George Keesterman? Skip Rawlings? Loathsome Lillian? (puke emoji)”

Chien, Mooch Myers (or as I like to call him, Sir-Nuts-A-Lot), Wally Winkerbean, and even Depressed Hospital Worker From That Storyline Where Lillian Has Trouble with Technology Yet Friggin Again