B.C. by Mastroianni and Hart for October 24, 2013

Ash, ma’am. A-S-H. Not… uh… buttocks.

My, my. The ladies traded dresses right there in front of tne men.?

Oops — her bad!

One time my husband, FIL and I were having a huge dinner. My husband wanted to add one more thing to his plate, but it was full. Not thinking, I told him to move his buns (bun-style dinner rolls). They have never let me forget that.

Saw a fellow in Scotland wearing a t shirt which read, “Behind every successful woman stands a man – checking out her @$$”

I am suddenly reminded of “Hot Fuzz”.

LMAO!!!!!! ;-)

This strip’s artwork is so far off what Johnny Hart had matured it to that I just can’t stand it.

No apology forthcoming from her, of course.

Must be a dumb ash tree . . .

Next, the snake will make an asp of himself.

In Italy when you pinch a woman on the Ash… It’s a complement.

LOL … I had to save this one. This is funny today.

and as they are walking away the men notice a very cute pair of nesting tits in the tree…..

So no one noticed the girls changed dresses? She was in tan and ended up in purple.

I’m old enough to remember whe harass was two words.

Men are always wrong, even when their right. Just ask any feminist or left winger.

In a few years, the Emerald ash borer will take care of the problem!

“Oh. Well, that was just in case they weren’t!”

Oak-ay, I’d pine to see an ash like that at the beech.

no wasn’t he talking about the tree????!!!

My answer to her would have Fat Broad pounding me — oops — me pounding both of them.

Tis a good thing they weren’t looking at a couple of fine beeches…..

Not fantashtic ash…

And here she thought it was the arDor club!