Stringing us along

Dirk the Daring sends in this one. The basic joke is just that Hagar messes up. But the details? Did he try to eat it? Did he impale himself on it? Did it get stuck in his beard? (but an internet search on “images violinists with beards” returns a lot of violinists with far longer beards). What’s the situation in that last panel?

And, if you dare, how would you stage that last panel?

Saturday Morning Oys – July 23rd, 2022

(This is under the “not really a pun but word play in general” tag.)

This joke may actually date back to the Viking era, or earlier.

Thanks to Andréa for this Bizarro:

I’m sure I’ve seen this joke used before, but not whether that means this is a repeat or just that the joke has occurred to others. A cursory search does find other examples, and tempting as it is to make a whole post out of three or four of them, let’s leave it at that.

From Andréa:

Just a bit corny.

And a little Oy-Ewww on the side.

Saturday Morning Oys – February 12th, 2022

Let’s mark this Lard’s as a CIDU-Oy, inasmuch as it does a rather nice word-play joke, but may take a couple beats to figure out.

Not a perfect portmanteau but it’ll do, and we get to treat the cat fans. For those not into cats, you may not be aware that a vernacular name for this sort of tricolor marking is “calico cat”.

And not-a-perfect exemplar of “pun”, but this is certainly word-play!