When I was growing up I had the responsibility to keep my three younger brothers out of trouble, but, of course, no authority to use violence. So, I learned to use humor. When we were all together and about thirty years of age, I started riffing jokes on my youngest brother’s “Dungeons and Dragons” story. We were all laughing. So we didn’t notice that the oldest of my brothers was in serious distress until he fell onto the floor. I shut up until he could breathe again. To this day, he thinks I did it deliberately. The worst part is now I have to register my sense of humor with the local police department as a deadly weapon. :)
Zebrastripes over 3 years ago
Well, this just slays me! LOL
Michael G. over 3 years ago
What a wussy pussycat!
Totalloser Premium Member over 3 years ago
I miss the Dinosaur and Shark, this story line was anticlimactic
Perkycat over 3 years ago
At least he doesn’t have to hear any more of your jokes.
Casey Jones over 3 years ago
I’ve heard of a hairy dog story. This was a hairy cat story.
Impkins Premium Member over 3 years ago
What a smile in that last panel! :)
mistercatworks over 3 years ago
When I was growing up I had the responsibility to keep my three younger brothers out of trouble, but, of course, no authority to use violence. So, I learned to use humor. When we were all together and about thirty years of age, I started riffing jokes on my youngest brother’s “Dungeons and Dragons” story. We were all laughing. So we didn’t notice that the oldest of my brothers was in serious distress until he fell onto the floor. I shut up until he could breathe again. To this day, he thinks I did it deliberately. The worst part is now I have to register my sense of humor with the local police department as a deadly weapon. :)