Monty by Jim Meddick for December 15, 2024

Belligerence in charity is no virtue.

To wake the walking dead.

I never have cash.

This seems to be a variant of the bigger hammer principle.

I suspect on of those bongs was actually a bonk.

Salvation Army’s armament.

Bongle bells…

I just read about this yesterday: The song “Silver Bells” started out as “Tinkle Bells”. Songwriter Ray Evans’ wife at the time pointed out what tinkle could mean/imply, saying “Are you out of your mind?”

I volunteered to be a bell ringer once, it was fun to watch people as they try to navigate arond the pot pretending they were invisable.

In panel three, my first thought was that he was going to fart. That would not attract givers or be in the Christmas spirit.

The other day saw a QR sticker to donate. Like I trust that to be real. I’ve read about people covering QR stickers with fake ones.

Could also pull out Big Bertha the Callaway driver and threaten ’em with that.

Without a Salvation Army sign, I wouldn’t give him jack. Probably another bum with a new gimmick to get my $$$.

Where the heck did he pull that monstrosity out from?

Just a casual poll…“what comic do you start with?”

For this old felller…it’s MONTY. Why? Dunno.

Where’s he pullin’ Big Bertha out of?!

Where did he pull Big Bertha out from?

This time he’s gong too far.

I once paid them $50 to not ring until I turned the block

Hah! I had a 3 lb. hammer that I had handy when working on major construction projects around the house, It’s only use was to “coax” 2 x ’s—studs, joists, rafters, that had moved off their marks when being nailed. I called her Big Bertha—The Persuader.

Ours has a tap-and-go reader. You can have your pockets picked by high-tech for charity if you get too close.

I’ve been feeling sorry for bell-ringers for the last few years. Hardly anyone carries cash like they did years ago — everyone uses cards and phones — so almost no one has anything to drop in the buckets. I’ve been trying to remember to get some cash back when I make a purchase, just so I’ll have a couple bucks for the next store I go to.

Please! Monty, you can’t even lift Big Bertha.

I’m glad that’s all he was whipping out! :)

And hit them with it.

“A little song, a little dance, and Big Bertha down my pants!” Chuckles…

The incessant bell ringing sounds like aggressive begging. …I keep walking

I prefer to provide year-round support for the unfortunate thru systematic approaches using governmental agencies, and I absolutely refuse to subsidize the scammers hanging out near stoplights with their cardboard signs. But I do have a soft spot in my heart for one particular category of solicitors. If I were down to my last 5 dollars and my last 5 minutes on Earth and spotted a Girl Scout selling cookies, I’d die broke but happy.

Reminds me of the Hunchback of Notre Dame…”BIG MARIE!”

Santa Thug!

Three cheers for Big Bertha! That’ll wake up your Christmas spirit.

I always carry cash for when the power goes out or the card readers crash; enough to fill my tank, pay for a motel room, buy a meal, et cetera, but I almost never use it. About the only thing I use cash for is to tip a server. I’ll put it directly in their hand and tell them to put it in their pocket and NOT into the tip pool.

I had a few bucks left in my pocket when I started running errands this weekend. Dropped money in a tip jar here, another one there, and by the time I got to the Salvation Army Santa I was plum tapped out.