Retired accountant with the City of Birmingham Alabama.
I buy a lottery ticket because I need a “new baseball glove”.
Clay, sometimes you just do something special.
Pig is my favorite and he went too far this time.
Delightful. Especially good.
Please tell Pig that if he ever needs a place to stay for a few days, he is always welcome at my place.
Looking at that picture literally frightens me.
Knock on my door, Pig. I want to hug you.
You can retire, Jim Davis. You can’t get better than this.
Maybe the best ever. Mr. Pastis can now retire.
Funny, funny, funny.
I buy a lottery ticket because I need a “new baseball glove”.