Monty by Jim Meddick for March 17, 2012

I don’t know, but SOMEthing’s fishy here……

Fox…..hen house….Hey, did you hear about the guy that dropped the gum he was chewing in a chicken coop at night?? He thought he found it four times…

Gotta sympathize with Fleshy: fishy treat or tangle with a fierce wild creature? I know which I’d choose.

Reminds me of one of the great TV episodes of Jacob Two-Two that featured the very same problem.

Fleshy sold out.

Make no bones about it.

hm. fishing for skeletons in the closet?

Hee, hee, Fleshy takes kickbacks! On the bright side, if he ever wants employment (hey, this is the comics people!) he has the starter instincts for several occupations: hedge fund advisor, politician, CEO, and just about any non-artist role in the music/film/reality TV industries.

It’s no red herring, he’s in on it!

Monty – with the tools you gave Fleshy, don’t blame him for taking the bait..and that’s a pretty flimsy garbage can. A toddler could knock it over! Guess Monty has no experience with the furry bandits.

Okay I’ll bite THEREALDILGENES, what is up with all the shouting about free Eric the Circle?

Spray your garbage can with Windex, Monty. That’ll keep the raccoons away.