Nobody tells him anything.
Ok, that last one he HAD to already know.
Hey Earl of Taint! Good job on this one. I’m borrowing it!
The middle one!
The only thing he is in touch with is himself. The big ears are like Dumbo’s and he hopes to fly as they don’t listen.
Tear them off his skull; it might improve his look.
OTOH, he might bleed out……yeah do it anyways……
I have it on very very very very good authority that this lazy turd doesn’t typically start his day until 1100 AM.
……and when i say very very very very good authority, I mean it.
You da Man! How can I become a member of Joe’s Butt Buddy Club if there’s no link?
They don’t have a web number, sorry. Just head on down and show your bunghole at the door. They’ll let you right in. ;)
That last panel begs the caption, “What choo talkin’ ’bout, Brian Willis?”
Brilliant Earl! The next ones should read “what white house”,”what country” ad nausium…
I was just thinking, if Biteme passed the “torch”, (pun intended), to lamont to parachute into an ISIS compound he could reassure lamont they won’t detect him because they don’t have “GAYDAR”.
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