I hate it when about every show plays music all the time there is dialog between two people and you can’t hear what the heck they are saying. They think it add to the drama and I guess it does. Cause they can’t hear me cussing at the TV.
I think me and my brothers were even worse. We put nails in the barrels of our cap-guns and flung them at each other for bullets. I hit my brother’s sty on his lower eye lid and popped it. The sty healed and I got a whipping. Like Calvin, I was thinking, “he had that sty for weeks and I fixed it in one day, and this is what I get.”
The Seattle Times cartoons has today’s Monday the 20th’s Stone Soup strip.