Rubes by Leigh Rubin for November 05, 2020

That would be a stinky mess.

That would be a bummer…

If you’ve ever had a Great Dane, you’ll know that the gopher doesn’t look nearly frightened enough.

He’s giving them the real poop scoop!

Grandpa, you’ve already galed us with that one. No need to keep on regaling us.

And actually, from a gopher’s point of view, both ends might be “business” ends. If you’d popped up under the mouth, you might not be here to tell the story.

Grampy! This story stinks!

Oooh weather must not have looked good for grandpa gopher

Musta taken a wrong turn at Albuquerque.

♫♪

He’s alright

Nobody worry ’bout him

Why you got to gim him a fright?

Can’t you just let him be?

♪♫

…better that than a cow…

is November so depending on election results the scary stories may be over; this should have been for last week (or maybe last week should have been how he lost the top of his head with a lawn mower)

City slicker… happens all the time in the county where you have cows and horses to deal with.

Then there was that time with the golf course grounds keeper…

that’s not a shadow he saw…

Six more weeks of winter.

Grandpa Stinky?

LOL!

not sure “regales” is quite the right word

Yucky-poo!

And the Great Dane meant business.

“And if ya don’t do good at school ya’ll end up working at Chuckie Cheeses like your uncle.”

There can’t gopher that.

That brown isn’t dirt…

Great Dane in the morning!