Years ago, there was a series of strips about Tuttle studying to be a doctor by mail. First, he got a volume of ailments that started with “A”, then sicknesses that begin with “B” …
This one mainly came about because it had been so long since I did a strip about his radio show. I did this one telling myself I would do more, but I haven’t thought of any.
A catchy song that never made sense to me, even as a child. Why would a fly care whether I belong to someone or not?
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