Ziggy by Tom Wilson & Tom II for October 03, 2024

You had ONE job, colorist!

Off colour humour

Haven’t heard of the ‘Prize Patrol’ in decades.

“May the bluebird of happiness fly up your nose”

He lies. Clearly he the yellow bird of sorrows.

Blue skies, smiling at me.

Bluebirds, singing a song.

Nothing but bluebirds, all day long….

But if they come to Zig’s door, what then?

There are different shades of blue, so that’s not true.

Where’s Fuzz?