Day by Dave by Dave Whamond for March 24, 2025

The tailless coc(k)?

The rooster. He has a feather tail and he’s the c0ck of the walk.

Me! I brought 3 gallons of BBQ sauce (I know it’s plebian but Lil’ Smokies in BBQ is delish)

Okay… is it wrong that all I see is: fried chicken, bacon, steak, and a ride?

Careful. Don’t let that weenie have another drink. Like most cocktail weenies he’s already gotten sauced and was canned even before the party.

The cummerbund looks like a big strip of bacon. (That or I shouldn’t read comics before breakfast.)

Someone, bring the blanket.

I always get trapped into talking with some boar at those affaires.

I’ll have a margarita, please.

I’ll drink to that! Cheers!

He’s one of those anti-vaxxers! Probably has the swine flu!

You know ladies, you can just ignore him.

If I was referred to as the “Little cocktail weenie” I’d feel insulted, and perhaps a little self conscious.

… it’s also Monday – - so, cheers …?

Where is the rear quarters of the Rooster?

Well, he did clean up pretty well for a guy who lives in a pig sty.

Never mind the cocktail wienie, I want bratwurst, linguica or for Filipinos like me Longanisa:) garlic fried rice and sunny side up eggs would make it an awesome breakfast.

Could be worse. He could be a male chauvinist….oh, never mind. Too easy.