That doesn’t look like one from the 30’s. It’s neither Fisher’s style, nor an imitation of it; it looks like an Al Smith. And yeah, the repro is really bad. Jeff’s whiskers are such fine lines they drop out. We need remastered Mutt and Jeff!
Reminded of the story of a man at a bar who ordered martini after martini and put all the olives in a jar. His wife had sent him out for a jar of olives.
“Love laughs at a king, Kings don’t mean a thing on the street of dreams. Dreams broken in two, can be made like new on the street of dreams”. This song was popular when I was in the Navy in WW2, recorded by Tommy Dorsey.
Sherlock Watson over 11 years ago
Jeff’s no rummy, but he sure does enjoy his gin.
Llewellenbruce over 11 years ago
Looks like she poured him right out the door.
arye uygur over 11 years ago
What happened to Jeff’s muttonchops?
EstrelitaH over 11 years ago
Could be the 30s – that was about the only time when strange men could knock on a door and mooch a meal – or – in this case – a couple of olives!
Thomas Scott Roberts creator over 11 years ago
That doesn’t look like one from the 30’s. It’s neither Fisher’s style, nor an imitation of it; it looks like an Al Smith. And yeah, the repro is really bad. Jeff’s whiskers are such fine lines they drop out. We need remastered Mutt and Jeff!
Thomas Scott Roberts creator over 11 years ago
Beggars can’t be choosers.
derry1 over 11 years ago
2 olives a day fails to stop Vermouth’s sway!
charliesommers over 11 years ago
What use is the vermouth without some gin?
RedSamRackham over 11 years ago
“A martini can’t truly be savored without an olive.” — Eliot Gould as Trapper John in Robt Altman’s M*A*S*H
quartermain over 11 years ago
But only when he’s well Oiled!
alleyoops Premium Member over 11 years ago
This must have been when Jeff was young and his whiskers were just beginning to grow. Looks like peach fuzz.
Number Three over 11 years ago
That must have been too much to ask. A lot of things are too much to ask these days.
LOL xxx
gcarlson over 11 years ago
Reminded of the story of a man at a bar who ordered martini after martini and put all the olives in a jar. His wife had sent him out for a jar of olives.
quartermain over 11 years ago
“Love laughs at a king, Kings don’t mean a thing on the street of dreams. Dreams broken in two, can be made like new on the street of dreams”. This song was popular when I was in the Navy in WW2, recorded by Tommy Dorsey.