Rubes by Leigh Rubin for November 12, 2024

We shalt not.

Long ago I sang in a church choir whose director had a strange sense of humor. That’s how we ended up singing “Baal, we cry to thee” from Mendelssohn’s “Elijah” in an Episcopal cathedral.

If only. That usually starts a war.

RIP Cliff Simon.

Groan.

Uh oh. Better not do baalasphemy now.

No gems? No moving parts? I guess that’s his base Baal.

Do weavers worship Basket Baal?

Daniel 3, an alternate ending.

Baal hog!!

They’ll find an idol that’s much Buddha. One bad pun deserves another.

Oh. I thought it was bay-al. oopsie.

Bah, it’s a foul Baal anyway.

G R O A N — LOLOL

If they decide to sue you for possession of the idol, does that mean “the Baal is in their court”?

watch out, he’s about to go baalistic…

Kid you would’ve been sacrificed by now

All religions in a nutshell.