Over the Hedge by T Lewis and Michael Fry for June 21, 2024

What am I, chopped liver?

Good morning y’all! Nolcott, eat some twinkies and you’ll feel better!

Well, now that you guys mentioned it, I could use a drink right now.

Way to nearly break the fourth wall.

Oh, hi everyone!

Sure, ask about my wife, not me…Well, I’ll tell ya…I’m just Ducky (a little foul)…I feel like Vern some days!

OTH indicated before that the human characters who understand animal speech are either very young, very old, or crazy….

Which of the many Bob’s is that? Bob the Angry Flower doesn’t have a wife.

So many you can’t beat ’em off with a schtick

I know that they would have mentioned me by name if I had come out from under the hedge.

Eleventy-seven ~= 55,291

If ninety-seven is twenty more than seventy-seven, then eleventy-seven is twenty more than ninety-seven, so it’s 117, just as it should be. No 55,291.

As a kid, I couldn’t ever figure out what grownups saw in “soap opera” strips like Mary Worth and Rex Morgan. Now that I’m a senior citizen, I’m still confused. Except when Calvin and Hobbes or Scary Gary brings on a realistically drawn character. Those strips always have good punch lines. I never liked soap operas, either, excepting Dark Shadows, with Jonathan Frid as the vampire. ALL of us kids liked that one.