Pearls Before Swine by Stephan Pastis for August 15, 2010
August 14, 2010
August 16, 2010
Transcript:
Rat says, "What are you doing?" Pig says, "Going to 'The Quest for the Perfect Bea Arthur'? I'm taking my pal, Chan. ?He's always wanted to see it." Rat says, "Who's Bea Arthur?" Pig says, "The woman from 'Maude' and 'The Golden Girls'? the goal is to look like her, but not overdo it." Rat says, "How could you overdo it?" Pig says, "Some people dress exactly like she did on the shows. That looks too corny." Rat says, "So what do you try to do?" Pig says, "Be casual. You know, look like Bea Arthur, but not too like Bea Arthur... so do you think I overdid it?" Chan says, "I think you look like Bea Arthur." Pig says, "Yeah, but that's not what I'm shooting for. I'm shooting for the right amount of Bea Arthur." Chan says, "So what are you asking us?" Pig says, "Too Bea or not too Bea? That is the quest, Chan." Rat says, "Which one's your drawing hand?"
texansdave over 12 years ago
All HAil King Steph.
11256 over 12 years ago
I love all the trouble Pastis goes through to do that!
KZ71 over 10 years ago
Looks like Rat doesn’t have the noble mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous puns, but instead takes arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing ends them.
KZ71 over 10 years ago
Rat should’ve told him to “get thee to a nunnery.”
Craig09111990 over 9 years ago
Now that episode where Dorothy tries to get a rat/mouse out of the house makes sense.
Craig09111990 over 9 years ago
Wait, no, I take that back. That episode when they had the pig in the house makes more sense now. Don’t recall a goat appearing, other than Sophia’s sister Angela having one…
comicsfanaticman over 2 years ago
To be, or not to be; that is the question. Whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune; or to take arms against a sea of troubles; and, by opposing, end them? To die, to sleep, no more; and by a sleep say we end the heartache and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to; tis a consummation devoutly to be wish’d. To die, to sleep; to sleep, perchance to dream? Ay, there’s the rub; for in that sleep of death what dreams may come to us when we have shuffled off this mortal coil; must give us pause. There’s the respect that makes calamity of so long life.