(drops trou’) “In your eyes, Lieutenant Bradshaw.”*
* A tip of the peeper’s fedora to Ruth-less gumshoe Nick Danger and The Firesign Theatre.
Where’s the fire?
Month: April 2019
Will snooze for tips
Well. Shit. Who wouldn’t?
Catch, bitches
Bob Mueller tosses the hot potato to Congress, which will probably … oh, hell, I don’t know. Freedom Fries, anyone?
Where’s my gold watch?
Yesterday I drew the May cartoon for Bicycle Retailer and Industry News.
Today I wrapped a video for Adventure Cyclist.
And now, as El Rancho Pendejo seems to be remarkably free of bikes needing review, it seems I don’t have any paying work to do for a month, when the next BRAIN ’toon is due.
That ain’t a job. That’s a hobby.
Shit. I think I’m retired.
The oinking dead
Holy shit! Zombie pigs! Now we’re the bacon!
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