Red and Rover by Brian Basset for November 23, 2016
November 22, 2016
November 24, 2016
Transcript:
Red: Dad, Mom says it's time to carve the bird. Charlie: But this game's not over yet! It's first and goal with no timeouts left. Red: Can Mom carve it then? Charlie: OK, OK, I'll be right there!
rentier about 8 years ago
Family will not be very happy with this bird!!
Catfeet Premium Member about 8 years ago
It’s The Turkey Chainsaw Massacre!
nosirrom about 8 years ago
Real Dads don’t use electric carving knives!!!!
rentier about 8 years ago
Flying bones!!
Totalloser Premium Member about 8 years ago
Looks like Dad is stuck in the 50’s since he is still wearing a shirt and tie on thanksgiving
mymontana about 8 years ago
We know what counts on Thanksgiving Day: Football and more football. Have fun and give thanks
Love & Hugs to our dear friends, Red & Rover
arye uygur about 8 years ago
If neither of Red’s parents are red-heads, who does Red get his red hair from?
TracyFan 65 about 8 years ago
Keep in mind this strip is set about 1970. No one I knew back then had an “extra” TV in the kitchen. And when we wanted to adjust the volume or change channels (we had a grand total of 4) on our B&W set, we (gasp!) WALKED up to it.
tom about 8 years ago
And Dad usually wore a shirt and tie, especially on an occasion like Thanksgiving where I was criticized for bare feet.
alondra about 8 years ago
Oh right. He can’t stop watching the stupid game to carve the turkey so of course he won’t sit down with his family for the meal, he’ll want a tray in front of the TV. Way to show respect for your wife’s hard work!
sarahbowl1 Premium Member about 8 years ago
I hope Rover is in more of the action on Thanksgiving. I just saw his head here today. Love to Red and Rover forever.
Ermine Notyours about 8 years ago
Rover should stand by for meat flying around the room. Watch out for those bones.
Night-Gaunt49[Bozo is Boffo] about 8 years ago
Just bring the table in there.
flipbook56 about 8 years ago
Ho! Dad just made “turkey hash in a flash!”— Apologies to the Dinner Doctor.
tigerchik32 about 8 years ago
when I was a kid, we had a routine; grandma would come over, we’d all sit at the table for Thanksgiving dinner(or rather lunch), and as soon as it was over, dad would disappear to the living room, and my bog brother would go to his room… leaving me to listen to mom and granny. Yay?