Birdbrains by Thom Bluemel for November 17, 2010

You guys don’t get paid to think!

Good Morning Everyone

Yeah, I bet he’s trying to hoodwink them!

Face on the yellow shirt…..

The two thugs remind me of James Whitmore and Keenan Wynn singing “Brush Up Your Shakespeare” from Kiss Me Kate!!!!

Dis guy’s da limit.

There’s some bored board faces too.

If he hears, “Excuse me while….” he’ll know he’s in real trouble. (you have to be familiar with certain misheard J.H. song lyrics for that to almost make sense)

Shoot first, and as questions later.

LAFINLARRY Something tells me you took too much “advice” from the counter culture singers. Go back to your ward, the nurse will bring lunch. Ooh, I notice you’re seeing the indescribable on the walls too. Come over to my ward tonight after meds and we’ll discuss the political, parallel universe, and religious aspects of it all. “We can save the world, rearrange the World” BYOM (Bring Your Own Meds).

So… there’s a reason these 2 aren’t the brains of the outfit.

Did the tied up hooded guy wet his pants?

If that puddle on the floor is what I think it is, I’d want to be wearing a disguise too.

Hey, guys–keep this under your hats–where I see two sad faces looking upwards–they’ve felt it deeply, I see. But at least they aren’t wooden, or board, like those others.

Cause like yankin off the hood ……..

Oh wait! Then he would have seen you!

Oh Geesh! Pretty soon I will qualify to be a goon with a gun.

Yank off the hood–but stand behind him.

First off, from long past experience in devient criminology, I suspect foul play!

Face behind the mask.

(well, somebody had to say it)

He’s a hood. There goes the ‘Hood.

Then how do you see his face?