
There’s something about the old song. I don’t know what it is. And just because they’re old it doesn’t mean they’re good. Think Gregorian chants.

There’s something about the old song. I don’t know what it is. And just because they’re old it doesn’t mean they’re good. Think Gregorian chants.

I never really understood that song anyway. So I have always figured it was about going to the restroom.

This is the kind of ‘toon I love coming up with. Where the characters are somehow aware of comic strip tropes.

I don’t care if I have the best yard in the neighborhood. I just don’t want to have the worst.

I have had a Weedeater for some time now, the mechanical kind. I didn’t think it was a very good one, until I learned how to use it

Mistletoe should look like the toes of a missile, if you ask me. English is a fun language.

I’ve thought this about that song (Joyful, Joyful, We Adore Thee) since I was a child.

There used to be a restaurant near here called Butterlove. They went out of business between when I drew this cartoon and when it was published. Not my fault!

Does your family do that? Ours does, but I start to feel repetitive. (If you had Doctor Tuttle in your local paper, you would have seen this strip last week.)

I remember when I was little and people would regularly throw trash out the windows of cars. Glad that has lessened, would love for it to stop.