Close to Home by John McPherson for July 15, 2020

I need another drink!

And it ain’t close to being over.

Wait until those kegs run out and then you will have some serious trouble.

And even worse you might just get a little alien landing in your drink if he starts imbibing too much.

The Eagles’ breakup would have been easier if radio stations stopped playing them.

Let’s not forget 1977 and disco.

2020 should be wearing a mask.

2021 HAS to be better!

Why, in my year we had to walk a mile to be quarantined. Uphill, both ways.

The ‘Eagles’ did not break up, they just went on a 14-20 year vacation from each other.

Eagles kept coming back. We have to make the Fascists retire permanently.

2020 is truly a year to forget. Happy New Year 2021, please.

Wait until they start drinking tequila shots.

Let’s list them off, shall we? WWIII, Impeachment, killer hornets, locusts, volcanic eruptions, global plague, riots, lockdowns… anything I missed?

“WHAAAAAAT!!! Did you just say the Eagles broke up?!?!?”

Good thing for me that I’m on a one year contract.

Don’t you dare ignore 1990: The day most Mister Donut shops closed or changed over to Dunkin!

I guess even Bleeb has turned to booze.

Maybe the whole problem with this year is that 2020 can’t hold his booze! Should never have started serving him back in January, when he was still a baby!

1918 would give him a run for his money.

This must a third world shit hole country with the bars still open. Wish I was there.

2020: Hold my beer

What are the logos on the beer taps?

Well, you must admit that the Eagles breaking up really was a tragedy of epic proportions!