…or thereabouts, asks JMcAndrew: “Trying to figure this one out. Why is it a choice between dessert and an oil painting?”
Indeed: is this just typical The New Yorker cartoon absurdism? (Is “absurdism” even a word? Is “The New Yorker cartoon absurdism” redundant?)
Targuman sends this in, along with a bit of Johnny Cash trivia:
Johnny Cash once started a forest fire that killed 49 of 53 remaining California condors in a preserve.
” in 1965 that Johnny Cash ignited a wildfire in the Los Padres National Forest that drove off 49 of the area’s 53 endangered California condors. In those days, the gravelly-voiced singer had fallen so deep into amphetamine use that the people around him feared for his life.”
I’ve been to cheesy funerals, but …
JMcAndrew writes,
I had to Google it and apparently Tenafly is a small borough in New Jersey. Is this a cartoon specifically for the 15,000 or so people who live there?
Well, yeah–or that’s all they can get for their “International” film festival!
Boise Ed sends this in: “I wouldn’t have expected this in Blondie, but this is so true!”
billr sends this in, with some CIDU aspects: “Looks like maybe a can of insecticide in Death’s hand? Or maybe the guy in the background is an impending client? Dunno.”
Phil writes: “Make sure to work “scythe sale” into the post, preferably several times!” Yes, that’s a tongue twister!
Bliss is heavy on the Grim Reaper theme lately. An improvement on the talking pet cartoons, IMO. And that sale scythe he got at the scythe sale is pretty good looking for a sale scythe purchased at a scythe sale. I wonder if I can still get a sale scythe at the scythe sale? Let me know in the comments if there’s still a scythe sale. [Happy, Phil?]
One right after the other in my GoComics feed Wednesday.
This one takes a few seconds.
In other zebra cartoon news, the New Yorker’s caption contest had a zebra theme recently.
The finalists for winning caption are these:
It’s Family Circus, so we’re expecting cuteness, not a knee-slapper joke. Any of us who are parents or who were kids remember leaving a project until the last minute and requesting parental help. But why did this comic, appearing on a Thursday, specify Saturday night? Wouldn’t Sunday night have been a more appropriate caption?
JMcAndrew sends in several that qualify for our Ewww category. Some also may qualify as CIDUs:
Mitch4 send this in: “What is this ‘pour it on the floor’ in panel 1? Is that trying to be diner / bartending slang, and ultimately means something sensible like ‘no ice’? Or does he mean it literally, and if so why, and then how does it connect to the also rather mysterious words in panel 2?”
Not really CIDUs, the prolific JMcAndrew grosses us out with these two:
’nuff said…!
Not confusing enough to be a CIDU, but a couple of questions. There’s the English expression “Too many cooks spoil the broth”, which makes sense because you can mess up a broth or soup by messing up the seasoning (Italian herbs make a good soup; Indian spicing makes a good soup; adding both does not make a good soup). But toast?
Second, there’s 23. That’s probably just a random number pick here, but even the most casual fan recognizes 23 as Michael Jordan’s and LeBron James’s number: undeniably two of the greatest basketball players ever.
Mitch4 sends this in:
FYI: PM is short for Project Manager.
On dating shows, the contestants are hoping. Here they are also hopping.
This works, whether you pronounce these “blaw” and “law” or “blah” and “lah”. Mismatch those pairs, though, and it won’t work.
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