Back to B.C. by Johnny Hart for November 26, 2022

Reality was no match to the delusion

Cavewomen got bath towels!

Nar-Sis-sus.

Poor creek.

Dam! Right in the mouth!

(¬_¬)

Like a grin over troubled water, I will crack you up

How many years of bad luck is that?

Sail on Silver Girl, Sail on by, Your time has come to shine, All your dreams are on their way, See how they shine, oh, If you need a friend, I’m sailing right behind.

Like a bridge over troubled water, I will ease your mind.

I thought the phrase “so ugly she has to sneak up on water” applied. ;-p