Pearls Before Swine by Stephan Pastis for April 22, 2024

That’s an industrial size honey bottle.

It’s a job

Is he allowed to tell a lady baker that he likes her sweet buns?

Find a new strip, Goat.

so you can’t bear it Goat?

It’s sad when you’re in a life that makes you unhappy. Fortunately for Goat, it’s a very thin (one pixel deep) life… and only one episode per day. At most.

Goat should move to, or create a new comic called the Goat Chronicles.

He could chastise everybody for everything they say and do, because it’s not PC. God knows, we all love that.

I can hardly bear it.

Sweet!

In this case it’s alright, Pig!

Watch out for the P.C. Police!

Sweet

Look on the bright side, Goat. At least it’s not Family Circus.

Actually a honey bear.

Why can’t you call Honey, “Honey”?

Pastis got us in another sticky situation.

I watched an episode of Perry Mason, from the mid 50s, last night. Perry wanted Paul Drake to call someone at the telephone company to check the phone records of a suspect. Perry asked: “You have a contact there, don’t you?” Paul answered: “Yes, I know a couple of dolls who work there.”

I wonder if it’s last name is wagon?

Pig better not get cancelled.

Hello my baby

Hello my honey

Hello my rag-time bear

Goat is not roaring with laughter.

In Baltimore, everyone is a ‘Hon’ I do not think we are all sexist?

Goat isn’t complaining to Stephan, so he isn’t going anywhere else.

We have a mutt named Honey – total sweetheart.

That’s a lot of honey… I need to stop assuming.

Looks like Honey’s bare.

Calling someone “honey” is not sexist.

Maybe he’s going to Bee Happy and Eat His… never mind.

Just wait until Sweet Cakes shows up.

In the esoteric dept., it could have been Duke’s Vietnamese groupie.

Is that a lid on your head, or you just glad to see me?

The Count hears the natives of New Guinea use it in their Uncle Finnegan Stew which tastes like chicken.

We all live in fear and awe of the GoatKomix Overlords & Arbiters of Good Taste (⊙△⊙❃)

At least Rat isn’t beating up on Pastis.

At this point, liberals should be ashamed of calling themselves liberals.

I called my late husband, “Hon” pretty much the entire 58 years we were married.

She’s been with me almost 80 years, and I love her dearly.

This is the second day in a row where Goat seems to be in a role that I’d usually associate with Rat. Not sure I like that after all these years of getting used to the big three having distinct, unique personalities.

Just bear with him.

What’s wrong with terms of enbearment? Go ahead, call me honey, I don’t mind.

The first rule of hiking in the woods is to have a squeeze bottle of honey and bat and a hiking buddy. If you encounter a bear, take the knees out of buddy with the bat, squeeze honey on them and run like hell.

Shouldn’t that be ‘Hunny’?

And just like any squeeze container, it quits on you halfway through.

Sweet

I’ve read this 4x and I’m still howling — LOLOL

She’s my sweet hunny bear.

A world Goat never made.

You and me both, Goat.