Andy Capp by Reg Smythe for October 11, 2012

touché, Andy, but I still agree with the vicar on this one

Yer better with the divel ya know then the one ye don’t !

The soccer stadium. Seems like Andy has once again joined the Kiss The Pavement Society.

Can’t tell, the fence gets in the way.

Could be a Dalek midriff sub assembly.

Andy has him there. Hope Flo has insurance on Andy.

Beats the canal!

I actually like this strip today… Made me laugh. I love how Andy makes a fool of himself.

Doing a pub ‘crawl’ Andy?

LOL xxx

This is only HALF related to the strip today which is Andy being drunk. It’s one of my ALL TIME favourites! I mix up my words like that too.

ZOOM

@Linda Dean

Been missing your hugs, Linda. Was nice to see them return yesterday.

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Sure wish I could type, and spell. Kat=cat.

♪♫Show me the way to go home.

Lecture me not.

Who is the little guy with the green hat?

Not that Andy is Irish or anything but I thought I’d toss in the lyrics to “The Moonshiner” since it also has to do with “loving your enemy”……….

I’m a rambler, I’m a gambler,I’m a long way from homeAnd if you don’t like me,Well, leave me aloneI’ll eat when I’m hungry,I’ll drink when I’m dryAnd if moonshine don’t kill me,I’ll live til I die

I’ve been a moonshiner for many a yearI’ve spent all me money on whiskey and beerI’ll go to some hollow, I’ll set up my stillAnd I’ll make you a gallon for a ten shilling bill

I’ll go to some hollow in this count-er-yTen gallons of wash I can go on a spreeNo women to follow, the world is all mineI love none so well as I love the moonshine

Oh, moonshine, dear moonshine, oh, how I love theeYou killed me old father, but ah you try meNow bless all moonshiners and bless all moonshineTheir breath smells as sweet as the dew on the vine

@Number SixI posted Buster with you in mind.

The jail should be known as “The Andy Hilton”.

Andy got you there Padre!

Reg SmytheYear unknown

Buster’s dad probably wanted a flashlight.

I’d hate to think what today’s kids will remember tomorrow!

Loving your enemies doesn’t mean going to bed with them, Andy.

All this talk about making strips is fascinating. I’m glad I tuned in tonight. I am usually too tired to get through my queue, let alone read all the comments.

At least Andy has been listening to your sermons, vicar!