Reality Check by Dave Whamond for September 19, 2018

Don’t stop now! “The next day I discovered what’s at the center of a black hole.”

Lies!

Obviously a sad case of dementia!

I’d have forgotten about kicking the ball through the uprights and kicked Lucy through them instead.:D

Charlie Trump

Sitting bull.

It all seems like a dream to me now.

He works for the Trump administration now…back then he worked for Peanuts…

“Good old Charlie Brown. How I hate him.” (The first Peanuts punchline.)

Um, though not technically true, something similar to this actually happened.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/It%27s_Your_First_Kiss,_Charlie_Brown

Chuck’s a legend in his own mind.

History is told by the survivors.

Formerly Peanuts. Now, just nuts.

Who knows? Charlie Brown, loser in childhood, hero in High School!

That’s ok. Schulz is the richest dead cartoonist according to Forbes. Good Job, Jeannie (Mrs Schulz #2)

did somebody saw the recent movie? I did (-spoiler alert- but there is no kiss, though he talks to the little girl, and neither does he kick the ball)

Schmoozing like Snoop Dogg.

Charlie always did have trouble spelling zero.

Also why is the left temple missing from Charlie’s glasses.

Good “OLD” Charley Brown!!

Shultz did say he regretted not letting Charlie kick the ball in the last strip.

Telling it like it should have been!

Poor old Charlie Brown. Never did amount to anything. After high school turned to the bottle to drown his sorrows, couldn’t hold down a steady job, and after realizing he had no chance at love wed the only girl that would have him…Peppermint Pattie. The marriage would not last long. One night CB came home in a drunken rage and for some ill advised reason thought he could take out all his pent up frustrations on his beloved. Poor Charlie never had a chance! They say Patty Brown attackeded her husband like a mad woman filled with rage. They could hear his screams and him begging for his life. Had his sister, Sally, and her husband Franklin, not stopped by he surely would have met his end that night. He spent 3 weeks in the hospital recuperating from the beating and was never the same afterwards. He became even more withdrawn and experimented with even stronger drugs. This led him to telling tall tales and exaggerated stories that made him feel better about himself. It got so bad that even he started to believe the stories he was telling! In his final years they say he spent his days telling the local children fantastic stories of his illustrious childhood