
Every couple of years, Phydeaux freaks out over the mustard identifier. None of us know why. I like mustard.

Every couple of years, Phydeaux freaks out over the mustard identifier. None of us know why. I like mustard.

There’s a wonderful BBQ joint down the street. There was a story on the news about an elderly gentleman who has eaten there every day for the last 17 years.

One of the good things about playing for our local professional team is that you rarely have to worry about playing after Christmas. You have half a year off!

This wasn’t submitted to the newspapers. I think you can see why.

One of my sons will have “just a spoon full of peanut butter”. Looks like he has half the jar on that spoon

This is what my sisters taught me to do about a stye. This is what our aunt Florence taught them to do.

Always take care of your … oh wait, probably better not. You know. Family newspaper and all.

Inspired because I had a sty. Made it kind of hard to draw that day.

It’s been a joke before about just what all Tuttle has in his shell. The explanation, he told us, was quantum realities

I have a Dennis the Menace cartoon from the 50s where both Dennis’s father and the doctor he’s visiting are smoking. Things have changed!