Luann by Greg Evans and Karen Evans for August 25, 2024

Considering her brother Brad is car nut… sorta hard to believe she wouldn’t know some of those things are car related. I mean, what disease would “curb feelers” be?

Maybe Frank can buy himself a classic car? Could be a cool arc for the strip.

And I’ll bet that Frank’s grandpa also had a car that had the headlight dimmer switch in the floor board.

WHERE IT BELONGS!!! ;-)

Today, you could say you had a stick shift and kids wouldn’t know what you were talking about.

When my father met my mother, he had a car with a rumble seat. She said that everybody had a ride in it except her.

I once had a neighbor who restored a 1929 Model A. Today it would probably be illegal to use a rumble seat for its intended purpose.

I have a rumble seat. That’s when you fart a lot isn’t it?

In the 1920’s a radio comic joked that most children those days were conceived in the back seat of a Model-T. When Henry Ford heard ths story he ordered the the back seats in his cars be made smaller.

Add some confusion by saying that a spinner knob was also known as a “necker knob” for driving out around Inspiration Point….

Gas X will take care of the Rumble Seat

Don’t forget the window crank!

no one will rumble your seat Bernice…

Next week, Frank ‘n’ Nancy pull out their high school yearbooks.

I think it is rather ironic that wind wings are designed to keep the car grounded.

What’s even worse than having a rumble seat is having the dreaded “dire rear” (as at least one kid has spelled it).

I really miss wind wings.

Rumble seat? I thought a large derrière was also called a back shelf or a onion. Sometimes even ‘small foot syndrome’

(Sigh.) The perpetual joke. I remember comedy routines on TV shows I watched as a kid back in the 1960s where the current youth didn’t know what their elders were talking about. Today’s youth, however, now have the internet to quickly research what a “rumble seat” was – provided they cared to find out.

The Woodward Dream Cruise, a fantasy weekend.

And yet Luann knew enough about medicine to save her teacher’s life?? Too implausible!

Adding to th list, gramps also had a flathead

Ah, the kids these days….If it weren’t for them I wouldn;t know how to use the dang phone!

At last a return, however small, to humor.And, hopefully, next week, we will have some adult telling the brat to “go play in the street”,

Ahhh the good ol’ days.

They’re talking about a car, Luann.

What, no fender skirts and half moon headlights?

Took me back! Manual chokes were common back in the day…

As my lifelong BFF is fond of saying, “There is still a generation gap. We’re on the other side of it now. And we’re still right!!”

A blind man’s cane is a curb feeler.

No idea what Frank is talking about, so I would agree with Luann in feeling worried hearing that compilation of weird names. Another Sunday page where Luann and Bernice looks like sisters.

Leaded gas led to rumble seat which could clear out a crowded room, boy howdy.

Had a spinner knob on my ’56 Chevy and fuzzy dice hanging from the rearview mirror.

My grandpa had a 1932 Chevrolet Deluxe Roadster which he claimed was the best car he ever owned.

If it has a rumble seat, does it also have a rear wiper?

C’mon, Greg, these two aren’t really that stupid!

Coloring makes them look sickly

Another joke that only works in a world without smartphones. Does Greg know that Google exists and that people can simply look up any term they’re unfamiliar with? Luann being a dunce I can excuse since it’s so in-character, but Bernice would definitely try and learn the meaning of a term she didn’t know.

She’s lucky mine had a surrey with a fringe on top

Manual choke sounds kind of kinky

Every grandpa has rumble seat

Can you imagine the confusion it would cause to put one of today’s young people in a car with the gear shift on the steering column? Even if they knew about clutches, I’m not sure they would know how to shift gears.

my “seat” rumbles pretty regularly – and my long-suffering wife is never pleased

Luann talk to your dad or mom.

As long as you don’t overdo the beans and cabbage, that particular problem shouldn’t arise.

Rumble seats look good on girls.

It will be a long, long time before I could brag about my first car. It was a 1972, AMC Gremlin! That car tried to remove me from this planet a couple times. It would stall with any hard right turn. It had very little heat in the winter, no air-condition, AM radio only, no power windows, and I had to put a big rock in the back during the winter to get any traction at all when it snowed. I can’t believe my parents actually allowed me to drive such a rattle trap. Oh, now wait….maybe they did realize. . . . . !!

My Dad used to spend time building classic car models, so I learned about running boards and rumble seats. Now an again I see a Model-A on the highway on the way to a classic car show in Texas.

Our ‘52 Plymouth had all those things except a rumble seat. A lot of the guys in high school drove old jalopies and hot rods, but I don’t remember ever seeing a car with a rumble seat.

The 1865 edition of Webster’s “An American Dictionary of the English Language” defines a dickie seat or rumble as “A boot with a seat above it for servants, behind a carriage.”

Today’s strip reminds me of a real-life occurrence. Three years ago we had a young college-aged fellow doing an apprenticeship in my company. I noticed him staring occasionally at an old, never used machine at the front of my office. His final day there he asked me what that machine was. I replied- “it’s called a typewriter.” True story.

I had some idea what a spinner knob and wind wings were, but this is the first time I have heard that they had common names

I hope the kids don’t look up any of those terms on Urban Dictionary. They probably all have lewd meanings. I accidentally went on UD once and still regret what I learned.

All 4 of my grandparents were born in the 1890’s. That makes me sound very old, but there was 30 years between one generation and 40 years between the next. I’m mid 60’s.

Funny, my TR3 had a manual choke, and that was MUCH later. I did get to learn about “Lucas, Prince of Darkness”

I liked running boards – they are handy for short people entering or exiting the car. And the wing windows, send that breeze right at your face. Cars did have curb feelers, but never on any I rode in. Never used a manual choke, they were phased out just before I learned to drive.

I vote for running boards and wing windows to come back!

All of those were nothing compared to his Arooga horn.

The setup is poorly executed. No one says :My Grandpa" he would say “My Grandpa’s CAR.”

Before gasoline was found to be useful in internal combustion engines, the mid 1910s, electric powered automobiles were more popular. They were more convenient than kerosene from the local general store and mixing back home in your garage. Now we are going back to electrics.

“Spinner knob”? The better name is Brodie Knob.

I’d be a lot more worried about “spinner knob”.

Humans have a “sample reflex” at the very distal end of our colons that lets us determine whether the “pressure” we feel is gas or solid. That’s as close to a human “curb feeler” as I can think of- and I’m SO very glad mine is intact!

That’s our youth of today.

I can only wonder what nostalgia things Luann might remember in future decades?

Sounds like “spinner knob” is a malady some ladies might enjoy….

They looked better on his car.

My dad said that ‘sparking’ is like parking but with ‘sparks’ (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

So now Greg writes Sunday gags about getting older, Karen writes weekday arcs about starting a family. Write what you know, I guess.

I can see how “rumble seat” could lead to “wind wings”.

I do sort of miss wind wings and running boards, though.

Probably why he’s dead by now.

Ever truck I’ve had in th last 25 years, I put ‘nerf bars’ (step rails on the sides under the doors) on em. They help th Mrs. get up in the truck.

Early on I useta allways lift her up an put her on th seat but over the last 40 years I’m thinkin I’ve gotten weaker

Rumble seat is easily treated with Gas-X.

Don’t eat the beans.

Today’s strip, with the omitted title panel:

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(You may have to click on Page Y4.)

So I guess the audience for this strip has always been, what 60 + 70 +, really ???

They’re describing old luxury cars. Dusenbergs auction off for over one million. They also had luggage compartments instead of a trunk. Get around to 1950’s t ailfins and maybe the clueless teens will re-enter the conversation