Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for September 19, 2018

Said by the change found on the floor under a McD’s booth.

And it is the nicest thing that anybody has ever said to him.

Now jump on you Wild Bucky’s and let’s get down to some real swinging.

I would love my mug drawn on this comic by the artist, with a dollar burrito to boot.

So, full of fat, carbs and salt?

1 all beef patty short of a Happy Meal ….

Nice girlfriends are hard to find. I should know. I’ve picked some of the meanest ones around. Maybe that says something more about me than about them.

There has been a time or two that the dollar-menu boyfriend will offer to buy his girlfriend an ice cream as a treat after spending an (un)tidy sum from a dollar-menu, only to find that the establishment’s ice cream machine is inoperative..

Ouch. Gonna need some dollar-store ointment for that burn.

You go, girl, let him have it. You can do better. (Sorry, I don’t know her from Eve; I just got caught up in the momentum of the vitriol.)

Hold a mirror up to your accuser. Always do that.

His self esteem wasn’t that strong to begin with, he should take himself off of her menu.

There is nothing better on the menu than a Dollar Menu Cheeseburger.

So, she’s not lovin’ it?

Subconscious false modesty is still false modesty.

What, no Whopper or Big Mac comics at this drive-up?

Teresa you are my lobster and steak, with caviar, and Grandpa Margarita’s.

It’s like laughing at the people of WalMart when you shop at WalMart.

You’ve been served.

Speaking of parts, I had all the pieces now. And I was struggling like an octanagerian trying to assemble an Ikea entertainment center. Nothing fit together. And I couldn’t just give up and look at the directions. There weren’t any for this. No help line, either. I hated to do it, but I put aside my glass and said, “Well, Kelly, I guess we need to go see Flipper and clear the air. Waiting around isn’t going to get us anywhere. You in?”

“Sure,” she said, “What’s the worst that could happen? I’m your girl. But I’m driving. I can see you’ve got your friend with you. I’ll bring one, too. It’s not a good plan, but it won’t get better by trying to wait it out. He’s probably expecting us, anyway. I would hate to disappoint him.”

It’s what’s inside that counts, and we can see that there are only shaky lines. No guts, no color, none of that ineffable something that would either attract or repel. He only occupies (two-dimensional) space.

Can’t say that I disagree. But the gal’s no great beauty, either. Maybe these two were a match drawn in Froglandia….

The version indicates he is on the menu and the cartoonist is on same menu. The young woman is ready to order.