Pluggers by Rick McKee for January 14, 2019

Civil War… uh-huh

When I was young, the final exam included being able to tell how many dragons there were flying around off the edge of the earth.

When I went to Law School there were only ten laws.

Oh to be young again ….

“I dodged the draft and fled to Canada.”

… and by not asking MY grandfather what side he was on during the revolutionary war.

My little sister once bounced into the living room to ask our dad “when you were a little boy and George Washington was president . . .” He told her – quite truthfully – that he hadn’t come to America until after GW was out of office. “Go ask your mother.”

“I survived by (fill in the blank with any wisdom you want to impart to the next generation)”!

At least he didn’t ask if you watched while dirt was being made, you know rocks getting smaller and smaller. ;-}

I use that excuse for WWII

Kids say the darnedest things!

From today’s Comics Curmudgeon:

Obviously the joke here is that pluggers have grandchildren who don’t have a firm grip on typical human lifespans and/or the dates of major historic events, but I’m choosing to believe that this panel takes place after a future bloody civil war in which pluggers were on the losing side. They believed they’d have an inherent advantage over the big-city types, but it quickly became clear that their ramshackle automobiles and sedentary lifestyles were not the military assets they assumed them to be.

Or like Back In The Day when dinosaurs roamed the earth

I started high school in Providence RI in 1968 at Classical High…the original building had gone up in 1846 and our desks had graffiti from the Civil War on them