Phoebe and Her Unicorn by Dana Simpson for June 20, 2023

Does she also wonder which came first: The chicken or the egg?

It’s all Marigold’s fault. She was explicitly warned that Phoebe would eventually need her phone back.

Right now, Phoebe can’t imagine a more unspeakable horror than being without her phone.

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Wonder how many searches others did tonight for how many chickens there are.

I looked and there are 25 billion.

Somewhere around 26 billion.

Imagine the unspekable horror of knowing exactly how many chickens there are in the world and having no use for that information!

If the unspeakable horror is that none of the mirrors reflect your beauty I would shake you and yell “Take me to my phone!” That or just go home and use a lap top

in other news There are over 900 species of crickets in the world. and Cricket is a hugely popular sport – it is estimated that around 2.5 billion people follow it but no info on actual cricket population

In a very odd twist of reality, the cell phone—which started out as an aid to spoken communication—has developed into the unspeakable horror.

I grew up without having access to the Internet in my pocket, but it sure is nice to have it now. Even if I do still occasionally open Google and then immediately forget what I wanted to look up.

Sounds like a job interview question where they want to see your thought process.

Poor Phoebe is suffering speakable horrors. And wait until homework time.

Withdrawal is tough, Phoebe!

The unspeakable horror is Phoebe not having her phone. ;-)

I read recently that there are about a quadrillion ants in the world, though many think that is a conservative estimate.

“Unspeakable horrors” could be Marigold talk for “being surrounded by beings who are obviously more beautiful than you are.”

The strangest part of today’s strip is Phoebe yelling “I NEED MY PHONE” in dire blocky font… followed by a period instead of a (!).

More great profile picture material with Phoebe in the last panel!

Remind Marigold how many pictures of her are on that phone!

No, Phoebe… you don’t NEED your phone, you want it. There’s a big difference between a need and a manufactured “want.”

Those ridiculous gadgets are contributing to the dumbing-down of our society. Too bad Marigold can’t send every single one of those devices to the Dimension of Unspeakable Horrors (the acronym of which is DUH… how appropriate). The world would be a better place.

Many. 1, 2, many.

Well then why did you let Marigold zap it away in the first place, child? :P

Phoebe and her phone go very well together. They even begin with the same three letters – PHOebe and PHOne.

And the information would be inaccurate because a good number of chickens live and die off the books. So pick a ridiculously huge number and it has just as much chance of being right as what your phone might tell you.

Marigold’s talking about Google.

I used to have a four drawer file cabinet full of clippings of all sorts of objects, people, animals and miscellaneous stuff in case I had to draw something and needed a “model”. Once Google showed up I got rid of it. That space is now occupied by a comfy chair in which I can read and procrastinate.

My phone works best as a communications device.