Before the days of plastic ketchup “bottles” we said, pound and pound the ketchup bottle, none will come and then a lott’l.
I still wish I’d bought that ‘57 T-bird instead of getting married. The T-bird appreciated in value….’nuff said!
Sock mysteries ended when my youngest child left home. Funny how that worked.
I heard that the GOP gave up on policies this year
Didn’t anyone else notice the typewriter in the third panel?
Rat is such a …. rat.
So many mean kids in every schoolkid’s life
My kids just asked, Are we there yet? constantly. Forget about trying to get them to watch the scenery!
We had a ’74 Pinto. Stick on the floor. Sweet car. All my kids had to learn to drive stick in it. We drove it for 20 years, swapping it around as one or another kid needed a car. Never caught fire in spite of teenage boys pushing it to the limit.
Oh for Pete’s sake. Just young girls having a sleepover. Enjoy the sweetness of the strip and stop contaminating it.
Before the days of plastic ketchup “bottles” we said, pound and pound the ketchup bottle, none will come and then a lott’l.