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Category / Bill Bickel
Sweater

Since a neckline that covers only the mouth is a fairly poor excuse for a disguise, especially when this is somebody you supposedly know well and is talking to you, I’m reading this as a break-the-fourth-wall reference to the fact that other than Caulfield, the children at Bryon Elementary are literally interchangeable and even Frazz can’t tell them apart.
Magazine Cover I Don’t Understand

Are the people in the car just mocking the gas station attendant because he has to stand out there in the rain? Seems like kind of a mean-spirited illustration if they are.
Is the magazine’s cover date somehow relevant?
Our garbage men manually dump garbage cans

Just saying…
And Jimmy still seems to be having trouble with his site. Let’s direct some positive thoughts his way.
Whistlepig

I understand every word of this, yet have no idea how any of it ties together.
I feel this worth mentioning (or repeating, since I’m old and have no idea whether I’ve already said various things): my entire teaching career totaled less than a year, yet I had no problem keeping kids like Caulfield from disrupting the class with irrelevant questions.
And I had some kids who were smarter than Caulfield.
The Forth Deck

Other than the fact that we had an ice-covered tree rather than ice-covered statues, and of course no Christmas lights, this looks bizarrely similar to what happened to us a couple of weekends ago.

Ted, first report it to your insurance company, then give them time to compile a list of all the technicalities with which they’ll cut down on the amount of payment you’ll eventually see.
Has anybody else gotten the sense that…
… the are a lot more Groundhog-related comics today than we usually see on February 2?
Could be my imagination, of course, or maybe the strips I follow just happen to be more groundhogcentric.
So… is “Boo jooo joo” some weird typo, or a really obscure Bill Dana joke?

Pardon My Newspaper

Okay, this is already borderline Geezer material: the likelihood that this kid will ever buy a newspaper as an adult is fairly remote.
My kids are already about twenty years older than this kid seems to be, and I doubt either one of them has read a pulp-and-ink newspaper in years.
Did I somehow miss National Alliteration Day?


