
No Egrets!!



When it appeared in the newspapers, this strip didn’t have any words in Tuttle’s final balloon. Just black. That apparently confused some people.

I wish I could talk like this. Bleeping oneself just isn’t the same.

I would make a terrible third base coach. As soon as I told myself not to scratch in the wrong place, I wouldn’t be able to help it.

I like a good crust, but I still prefer whatever is in the pie. Crust is just to keep you from getting the pie everywhere.

I was thinking about the old saying “What is so rare as a day in June?” when this came to mind. I love the English language.

For those who aren’t in the Texas panhandle, I’m sorry. You’re missing out on Doppler Dave, who is a real person (as far as we know).

I’ve had this very conversation. Fortunately, it didn’t devolve into a fight. We were too lazy.

I was so sad when our local Dairy Queen went out of business. Lots of rumors, but I just want my ice cream back!

I did see this “argument” in a book a while back, which is where the idea came from for this strip. Do you know what I’m talking about?