B.C. by Mastroianni and Hart for June 14, 2012

they are tongue twisters

That’s what you get for stick’n your nose where it don’t belong.

That’s knot the way to go about it.

Guess they didn’t have the time to make it into a granny knot…

fess up, bud.we know the truth.your slot todaystopped cherries.the solutionto being so “tied up”?lucky lemons

He just got knotted (mild insult not the other definition).

Knot of this world.

They seem to have been prepared.

It looks like he’s tongue tied to me.

The rabbit comes up the hole, runs around the tree, and goes back down the hole. (bowline knot)

darn GIRL Scouts

Ant got your tongue?

We all know the Girl Scouts taste better anyway. No, wait, that’s their cookies…

This is what you get when you don’t look before you leap.

Luv expression in panel 1.

An overhand, not a square knot?

I need that on a tee-shirt!!!

if his tongue isnt lolling out his nostril, what’s that line drawn under his head?

He was still angry from having to run 2 termites out of his establishment. They had come in demanding to know where was the ‘bar-tender’.

For some strange reason this reminded me

of a girl who could tie a knot in a cherry stem

with her tongue..yeah..TMI

The anteater knows now not to mess with boy scouts. He has to knot up his tongue forever more.

:)

One of the things I think is funny and interesting in B.C. is its mix of sentient predator and sentient prey animals, actually depicted preying on each other, as with the ants and anteaters. I find today’s strip particularly intriguing on this score. If you don’t really think about it much and accept the outside-the-anthill perspective the strip gives you, it’s a silly bit about an anteater getting his tongue tied in a knot, ho ho! But take a minute to imagine the scene inside: the gathering of innocent ants, going about their business within the larger colony, when suddenly an enormous, slimy tentacle bursts through the wall of their home, slithering to and fro. Who knows how many hundreds of unfortunates were snared by foul mucus that covers the monstrous thing and dragged back screaming into its snout, where they will be digested, alive, in agony? The carnage continues until one heroic young ant defeats the beast using the skills he’s learned in his scout group; the monster retreats in confusion, but the colony members look around their shattered home, weeping for their loved ones, wondering how they’ll be able to put their lives back together.