Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for May 15, 2024

Where’s Noam Chomsky when we need him?

It still worked out, as it turned out that the horse thief got horribly motion sick.

Now for some swinging music.

Posse idiotus

You still can.

Slightly updated mobster version: “No, Mugsy, I’m your pal!” “It’s coitins for you Rocky, you understand? Coitins!! Here!!!” “Oh, they’re adorable!” (Mugsy? More like Bugs-y!)

WEEEE!!!!

A nincomposse

Where’s the horse?

That reminds me of my all time favorite “literalist” western cartoon, from the Far Side, in which a sheriff is looking at a pile of horses and people, saying “So you just threw everything together? Matthews, a posse is something you have to organize!” >

Give him a suspended sentence.

Too much effort – just a long rope and a heavy noose at the end will do.

He’s a real swinger.

Uhm, this is not really related to this strip but fits in with the “Literalists”-part.

Last Saturday we visited Mölln together with Lori Dobson & her husband. The town is famous for Till Eulenspiegel, who died in Mölln in 1350. In the museum we tried to figure out how to describe what kind of jokes this jester used to do. One description from Wikipedia is: "In the chapbooks, Eulenspiegel is presented as a trickster who plays practical jokes on his contemporaries, exposing vices at every turn, greed and folly, hypocrisy and foolishness. As Peter Carels notes, “The fulcrum of his wit in a large number of the tales is his literal interpretation of figurative language.” (Btw- the middle age buildings were far more interesting than the actual presentation in the two museum.)

Mel Brooks left this scene on the cutting room floor.

Black Bart, you will now swing until you lose your cookies!

Amelia Bedelia’s great grandfather

“It don’t mean a thing if it ain’t got that swing..”

That’s “unauthorized equine relocation specialist” thank you very much!

He went down swinging,

What did they do with horse thieves in west Texas?

hang him from the highest treeeee…..

Cue the Swing Music .

Strange fruit…..

Brandon grew up riding horses…they were the ones located outside the front door of the grocery store and you had to feed it quarters…unfortunately he always got his Keds stuck in the stirrups…which explains his mental acuity…

Wrong kind of swingin’ there, pardner.

Ha! So, the wild west was fun.

LOVE IT!

pmac-agpc . ca / project-management-tree-swing-story

“Swing nearer my God to thee…”

None of them showed up for a necktie party, ‘cause they didn’t know how to tie a Windsor knot.

Somebody told me they were going to give me a necktie party . I told them I only used bow ties and they slunk away

Throw the book at him. Just make sure it isn’t a banned one

The Mild Mild West.

Just don’t put him up there with the horse. It freaks them out.

Well, they could push him so hard he loops the loop and turns inside-out

Apparently, it used to be called “The Newgate Hornpipe”. I think you can guess why.

Friggin hilarious, I can hear the theme from The Good, The Bad, & The Silly playing in the background !