Monty by Jim Meddick for September 24, 2014

Should have named him Schroeder.

“Y’know, we could just pick up a little…”

“No! I’m making a STAND. I pay for this place on a semi-regular basis and if I choose against all reason to wallow in my own filth like a Plague-ridden barnyard animal, that’s my right as a citizen of whatever country this is, I forget, shutup shutup.”

At least it’s not fugue on the organ time.

Pilsner’s good taste is wasted on Moondog, why doesn’the pack his bags and move in with?

Weird disappearing outlet.

Monty and Moondog have plenty in common… including pets who totally outsmart them.

You like tulips on your organ? Sounds kinky!

Liberace was a parrot? This would explain his oversize beak; er, nose…

Chop sticks on the keys.

Hey Pilsner, why don’t you do a duet with that uppity parrot in your cage?

What if Monty WANTS to hang out with Pilsner? Anyway can’t they just go over there and hang out as long as they didn’t mess anything up?

I don’t mind if my guy is messy. That’s why I like to keep my own house. When we have multiple projects going on, it’s inconvenient to stash them every day (that’s why everything is on hold while I show my house).

My next new hobby after I move is brewing (he already has the large equipment and we’ve been saving bottles at his house).

Right now the most I can do is small sewing projects at home, and my regular cooking.

There WAS a time that my 2 oldest boys divided their bedroom that way (one was always neater).

Moondog has a 14" pianist.

Chill, Moonie! A sonata a day will improve your Couth Ratio and help with getting the nice girls!