The Richmond Times Dispatch didn’t run this strip today, they ran what I guess is Monday’s strip (it was dated 8-13) instead. Guess they don’t want to offend the Klan members in their readership.
Decades and decades of our parents pounding Byzantine Catholicism into me, and what do I think of at Easter?
Which isn’t doing that well this season.
The best comic Wiley has ever done.
As I look out my office window at the two inches of snow in the yard and the 1F temperature (Ashland, VA, just north of Richmond), I’m reminded why I tolerate this time of year. Wednesday I drop by the Richmond Flying Squirrels (AA ball) office to talk about my block of season tickets for this year.
And that’s a well-known (at least to my generation) take-off of the Great Depression 1929-1932. Fifty years later, it was still a well known cliche.
Rocky: Likewise here. Harley’s and cats. My life in a nutshell. Add in the ol’ lady and it’s complete.
One of THE classic strips.