Bloom County by Berkeley Breathed for June 01, 2009

Ahh, Charles (dimwit!) and Di in happier days! Où sont les neiges d’antan?

EDIT: (added the missing accent)

Some comic reruns hold up better than others. This is a little too sad.

(Sisyphos: Je ne parle pas francais or something like that. Yahoo Babelfish says you said “Or are snows of antan”. Say what?)

Supposed to be;

Mais où sont les neiges d’antan!

Oh, where are the snows of yesteryear!

The Ballade des dames du temps jadis (“Ballad of the Ladies of Times Past”) is a poem by François Villon which celebrates famous women in history and mythology

Wait, wouldn’t McDonald’s be SCOTTISH food?

Yes, too sad this one!

makes me want to jump on a jet and go b**tchslap Camilla…

And neuter Chaz.

(oh wait…he doesn’t have anything to remove.)

What would Charles have said about Carlos O’Kelly’s? And would he have thought Red Robin was for communists?

Ah well. They selected some excellent music for their wedding… and her funeral. I do hope there’s still someone alive in England with some musical taste when it comes time to say, “Good night, sweet Prince, etc…”

Apparently Di used to regularly send out for Mickey D’s when she just wanted some “normal” food… Why ANYONE would want that rubbish when you get Cordon Bleu every other day of the week is beyond me, though!

McDonalds would be Scottish instead of Irish, wouldn’t it? And Sisyphos, those were happier days indeed.

Let’s see–sirloin steak (ground), tomatoes (ketchup-ified), cucumbers (pickled), eggs and oil (mayoed), lettuce and a toasted bread roll– Oppose that to chicken, cheese, bread with butter (breading), oil, butter– Tell me about “rubbish” again?