Pearls Before Swine by Stephan Pastis for September 12, 2019

Will Facebook still be around by the time Rat dies?

Rat — A tat tat

There’s such a thing as GOOD self-promotion ???

On the reverse side:Next 2.5 Feet, No Dancin’ Allowed.

Blessed is he who blows his own horn, for verily, it SHALL be blown!

So you don’t want us to follow you on Twitter and Instagram? Okay.

Neither does bad self-promotion!

Sorry Rat, the likes aren’t going to do any good. They don’t have the internet THERE.

I want my tombstone to read: See, I told you I was sick!

We are to be dust in the the wind, but Egomania is immortal!

Actually, Rat, when you die, I will agree to “Like” you. Please don’t wait.

What would Larry Croc do ? … Croc Power !

Rat, good to see you revel in your shallowness. FB? Egad!

Rat one day before death – 0 likes

Rat one day after death – 327,983,746 likes

It would have been more but all of the activity broke Facebook.

There’s only One book that’s good for all eternity.

I hope that tombstone has a USB port.

We always knew that Rat is a chiseler.

Poor RAT! He’s so delusional about social media….what’s news today is tomorrow’s article on the last page….how quickly we forget….

Now that Rat lies restfully here, so can the rest of us!

Sorry, but I couldn’t give a Rat’s a$$.

He has a wood chisel; that won’t work.

Rat is a such a big-headed egoist.

Rat’s a chiseler? Or course he is…

My tombstone includes my MySpace address.

I’ll only follow that request if it includes regular recently-updated photos. : )

https://youtu.be/-pbmWeESVlw

Whats scary is since Facebook never deletes an user profile even if you die. Rat might unto something.

Rat will have one those eternal “legacy” accounts on that social networking site, maintained by surviving acquaintances….

“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:

Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"

Nothing beside remains: round the decay

Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,

The lone and level sands stretch far away.

Mine will be ‘If you can read this, get the hell off my face!’