Bloom County by Berkeley Breathed for September 21, 2009

Well, at least it wasn’t just a click!

They did, in fact, have answering machines in the ’80s.

I reject the Pavlovian response. . If it’s important, they’ll call back.

Just say yes, Opus.

Sam Breakstone! Get out of the Tub!

So who is Opus talking to in panel two? I think it’s us! How inconsiderate of us to just sit there and watch rather than answering the phone!

I’m Ernie Dinklefwat, and I wish people would dial the right number; it’s so hard to run a phone-sex business when all my callers are women offering me free herring and a nose massage.

opus, get off your tail and put an extension into the bathroom. Not hard to do, if you don’t know how, it can be achieved by a process known as “learning”

A yes, Ernie Dinklefwat….he used to live next door to Throckmorton P Boomdinger III in my neighborhood. Quite a nice chap. He had a very nice old Bentley that he used to drive whilst holding his morning tea with his pinky held high in the air.

Carlin routine: “No, I’m with the Homocide Squad, and Ernie seems to be deceased, rather messily. What’s your name, and what might you know about that, hmmm?”