Great, now I’ll start hearing Sam Elliot’s voice instead of Scruffy the Janitor’s when I see mustache bug. Excellent comic as always. Love my bug comic in the morning before work!
P.S. You can be expecting a call from Tom Selleck regarding it not being HIS section!
I laughed for five solid minutes when I saw the handicap tag on the horse. I’m sorry I can’t afford to buy this cartoon (though it’s worth every penny) so I printed it and it will hang in pride of place, along with my grandchildren, on my refrigerator.
First, I wish to apologize for my uncontrollable correction impulse. I tried telling it that this is just a cartoon with facts edited for humor’s sake and to walk away. It wouldn’t listen.
Second, there were parking garages… of a sort. A stable where you paid to have your horse kept while you were in town. Then you walk your lazy ass wherever you needed to go. Give your legs a chance to straighten out.
Second point two, the towns indicated in those movies were small western towns like where I grew up and you can still park on main street at any time of day with no problem. In large cities street parking of horses became outlawed after all the horse manure in the streets of Houston led to the Dung Beetle Swarm of 1896. 94 people dead and 32 missing, presumed rolled up, as the streets turned black with beetles. Most people were simply injured when they slipped on little balls of poop. The true horror came when the dung Katamari rolled through town.
Third, my uncontrollable correction impulse is not the most reliable of sources.
P.S. I can just see John Wayne circling the town with Walter Brennan looking for a spot to “park” their horses.
WB-“Dagnabit! We ain’t gonna get to the saloon anytime soo…wait! There’s a cotton-pickin’ horse leavin’ now! Git it afore that guy on the Shetland Pony sneaks in fust…Consarn it! He jist tuk yer spot! You gonna let him git away with that?”
JW-“Now, Stumpy, don’t get yer dander up…another one’ll open up shortly…”
WB-(grumble, grumble) “Dadgum sonuvagun anyhow!”
When Red Dead Redemption came out, a couple of friends and I came up with and quickly wore out a joke where whenever we were done traveling by horse or horse/donkey cart, we’d get off and shoot the virtual animal in the head yelling “Parking brake!”
With all that dust it must’ve been imposible to distinguish one horse from another
HA! I just noticed the handicap tag on the horse.
It took a second.
Great, now I’ll start hearing Sam Elliot’s voice instead of Scruffy the Janitor’s when I see mustache bug. Excellent comic as always. Love my bug comic in the morning before work!
P.S. You can be expecting a call from Tom Selleck regarding it not being HIS section!
Sam Elliot has the best cowboy voice. {Swoon}
I laughed for five solid minutes when I saw the handicap tag on the horse. I’m sorry I can’t afford to buy this cartoon (though it’s worth every penny) so I printed it and it will hang in pride of place, along with my grandchildren, on my refrigerator.
You hang your grandchildren on your refrigerator? Well, I bet that means that at least you get to see each other frequently.
You’re right, Ian. Bad sentence construction and totally forgot the word pictures. That’s a senior moment. I’m 70, give me a break.
*LIKE*
First, I wish to apologize for my uncontrollable correction impulse. I tried telling it that this is just a cartoon with facts edited for humor’s sake and to walk away. It wouldn’t listen.
Second, there were parking garages… of a sort. A stable where you paid to have your horse kept while you were in town. Then you walk your lazy ass wherever you needed to go. Give your legs a chance to straighten out.
Second point two, the towns indicated in those movies were small western towns like where I grew up and you can still park on main street at any time of day with no problem. In large cities street parking of horses became outlawed after all the horse manure in the streets of Houston led to the Dung Beetle Swarm of 1896. 94 people dead and 32 missing, presumed rolled up, as the streets turned black with beetles. Most people were simply injured when they slipped on little balls of poop. The true horror came when the dung Katamari rolled through town.
Third, my uncontrollable correction impulse is not the most reliable of sources.
So the beetles are not walking like Egyptians anymore? They are rolling like Ouji-sama?
You just might want to avoid the Buffalo Bill section.
“Now put the lotion in the basket”
P.S. I can just see John Wayne circling the town with Walter Brennan looking for a spot to “park” their horses.
WB-“Dagnabit! We ain’t gonna get to the saloon anytime soo…wait! There’s a cotton-pickin’ horse leavin’ now! Git it afore that guy on the Shetland Pony sneaks in fust…Consarn it! He jist tuk yer spot! You gonna let him git away with that?”
JW-“Now, Stumpy, don’t get yer dander up…another one’ll open up shortly…”
WB-(grumble, grumble) “Dadgum sonuvagun anyhow!”
When Red Dead Redemption came out, a couple of friends and I came up with and quickly wore out a joke where whenever we were done traveling by horse or horse/donkey cart, we’d get off and shoot the virtual animal in the head yelling “Parking brake!”