Sunday Funnies – LOLs – June 29, 2025

Again, Again!


JMcAndrew notes: “He’s pretending to be having a medical emergency? A seizure? Allergic Reaction? As a way to entertain his grandchild on video chat? Why?”

Parisi is 64, about the age to have young grandchildren. I’ve done this with my grandchildren, who are always amused, and usually want me to do it again.



JMcAndrew sends this in: “I have to agree with Ditto. It’s ridiculous that they only have 3 birthday candles and her plan was to just hope her 6-year-old wasn’t perceptive enough to notice. Is the family in such financial hardship that they can’t afford some new birthday candles? This is sad more than funny but I like how mad Lois looks here as she cuts the candles in half.”



In honor of the past week’s heat dome:


Saturday Morning OYs – June 28, 2025

Mark H. sends in this censible comic: “This one is just a specimen of five days worth of penny / money puns. 6/17-6/21 could all appear as a single “Oy” section.

I wouldn’t change a thing…”


Mitch4 sends this in: “Quite a bit of phonological compression required, but despite not looking much alike, I can buy it that “Namaste” is a good sound substitute for “Nah, Imma stay” (where “Imma” in turn is a contemporary short form for “I’m gonna”).”


Membership is in creasing.


Do the White Thing

Mitch4 sends this in: “I can think of a couple ways a punch line to this situation could play out, but the final panel doesn’t really seem to be illustrating either.

Maybe she’s upset because, as she predicted and the husband said was unlikely, everybody else is already well-tanned. But I don’t see that. The big red exclam would indeed represent her fuming, but we don’t see a bunch of tanned people — just a couple darker-skinned kids among paler ones, and none of them up close or large.

Or maybe the husband is acting-out her (hyperbolically stated) fear that everybody will “have to shield their eyes from the glare” . If that’s supposed to be it, he would be indulging in a mean sort of teasing, and that isn’t usually the dynamic of this couple. And his wincing/squinting seems to be drawn as genuine, which maybe would be from the white pages of his book?”

Be Kind

Due to one editor being on vacation this week, we’re going to imitate the comics by repeating some classics. This one is from June 2018, by Bill

be kind

B.A.: Okay, so… a comic about the future that uses what’s already a Geezer reference (Blockbuster/VHS tapes). But I still don’t understand what the joke’s supposed to be.

Though the Cow pinch-hitting for the Squirrel does give us a passable “Oy”.

Sunday Funnies – LOLs – June 22, 2025



Boise Ed sends this in: “For years, the doctor has been on Ed’s (no relation) case about his weight. Nothing to do with me, no sir.”


Alt-text: If you think curiosity without rigor is bad, you should see rigor without curiosity.


chemgal sends this in: “For those unfamiliar with the strip, it’s worth noting that she is the mother of the young streaker, and the coach chasing him is his dad. Her very chill attitude contrasting the wide-eyed stared of the other spectators is what made me laugh.”


Saturday Morning OYs – June 21, 2025

A couple of movie-related OYs


JMcAndrew sends this in: “IMDB and Rotten Tomatoes have no results for anything called “The Immortal Weekend”. Does Brutus think this is a pornographic movie?”

Maybe just hoping.


Now some food-related:


On group bike rides, you call out a hazard as a courtesy to the riders behind you so they don’t hit it. So, you might call out “road kill” or “squirrel” or “skunk” … or “lunch”.


JMcAndrew sends this in: “Did someone spike it with LSD? Probably should call 911 if all these people were exposed and exhibiting symptoms.”


Calendar Girls

JMcAndrew surfaced these Beetle Bailey comics with somewhat the same girlie calendar.

“I’ve seen hundreds of Miss Buxley being sexually harassed comics. I’m still surprised that the syndicate let Mort Walker put fully naked woman in the strip.”

Of course, a calendar is pretty useless for telling you if this is Wednesday or Thursday. But he’s just looking for an excuse.

The others JMcAndrew sent in show that same calendar post, but with strategic additions:

It’s curious that the number of days in a week vary across the calendars.

This type of calendar used to be a common site; it seemed every gas station had one hung up. I can’t remember the last time I saw one hung up.


And here’s today’s vocabulary lesson:

JMcAndrew wonders: “Are they watching a cooking show where they make Jello?”