Free Range by Bill Whitehead for May 02, 2023

The "shear"{ling} nerve of this fiend.

“The better to hornswoggle the plump, meaty dears into following me like a flock of, well … sheep.”

Seconds later, she maced ‘Grandma.’

Grandma Hoover’s secret was out…

And how many states will ban this comic because of crossdressing/fuzzy attire

So she likes wool.

The better to stay warm during harsh winters, my Dear.

The wolf is a died in the wool fan of sheep.

Close the door, Red, grandma feels a draft coming…

The dog’s got fleece.

The story is deliberately misleading. The wolf didn’t eat Grandma. The wolf was Grandma.

Shush honey, I’m only a cross-dresser…

What a large collection of promotional Bud Light cans you have, Grandma!

That’s for his – um – her other gig.

“Yeah, well, granddaughters are in limited supply.”