Get Fuzzy by Darby Conley for July 14, 2003

Transcript:

Satchel says: "Guys, guys! I thought of a poem while I was eating grass: A rose by any other name...would taste as yummy." Bucky says: "Heck, I'll make a better one than that up on the spot...I call this ode to a pigeon: Roses are red, violets are blue, you lookin' at me? YOU LOOKIN' AT ME?!" Rob is carrying a basket of laundry and comments: "Lovely." Satchel says: "It's less of an 'Ode' than a threat, really." Bucky answers: "Art means different things to different people."