Birdbrains by Thom Bluemel for September 04, 2024

Well, Bob, that ain’t corn.

Suspicious looking “corn”!

Sunglasses and holster gun were the tipoff. Good crop or not – price gonna be high. An offer you cannot refuse.

So, that’s what the mob calls it.

Doesn’t look like corn to me.

Poppies are the flower for my birth month. :)

Corn jumping rope by the brim of his hat. Bunny under his right arm.

Take the gun, leave the canola

it gives me the blues, brother

There’s a face over his left shoulder, calling him a dope.