B.C. by Mastroianni and Hart for April 21, 2010

Oh, never thought of that.

Good morning all of you wonderful people.

But I love being on the internet.

But I love being loaded.

I wasn’t aware that most prehistoric predators could read. (Except, of course, for those on the Internet.)

That won’t work here.

Good Morning, LuvH8, Grog & Dogsniff.

Morning all!

Especially Facebook. Good morning, everyone!

I seem to be the first to flag today. teh s[ammer has begun sleeping in. Spamming in?

Transfats got an internet?

And where do they connect?

Good Morning, Dogsniff, Lonewolf & LuvH8!

I can unhook from an internet. I can’t get stuck with it for 24/7. Drive me a nuts!

Mr Doty, the undercover officers on the internet are there to catch the real predators. If you are not yourself one of the predators, then why worry about the cops hunting them?

Thanks “Bob” the elementary school maintenance guy. (This is really creepy!)

Snake’s got words…

Dang, Joe, who would have thunk it? That was way to much information.

He does tend to dig a hole that he’s unable to crawl out of, doesn’t he?

JUst watch out for the preverts in the local bathrooms.

Yeah, that’s a big one. Who needs Facebook?

T’ryxie ol’ buddy, if you really want to make yourself unattractive to all comers, commit the following to memory:

“I’d honestly say that my very best friend is my mother.”

Whether your listener is male or female, I guarantee that before your words bounce off the back wall you’ll be alone.

Yeah, fat trans do tend to be undesirable.

Pacejv, I larfed at the toon, and then guffawed at your comment.