Free Range by Bill Whitehead for June 17, 2021

“Birdbrain”.

Stool pigeon.

I see fried squab on the menu real soon.

Reminds me of a joke I learned decades ago about a pirate captain & his parrot, revolving around the parrot’s catch phrase, which I dare not repeat here. Suffice it to say that the punch line, also delivered by the parrot, is “So’s mine. Must be the salt water.”

Polly want a kraken?

Nothing like a good ol’ mutiny to make the time pass.

Just like with babies, you try to get them to say “Mama” or “Dada”, repeating the words several times to no avail, but utter an expletive, once, all of a sudden the kid is uttering expletives all over the place, and laughing about it. (Or so I’ve heard.)

The floggings will continue until morale improves.

I see poison crackers in the future..

I see the “plank” being set up real soon!

Kids know how to use the expletives in context, too!

The little guy is a treasure trove of information.

Perhaps this is where the concept for wiretapping was born.

This is not a real drama, just a parroty.

wait for it – the captain’s gonna flip them the bird…

I foresee a lot of plank walking in the near future.