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You know, lately I’ve been posting on Facebook, even though I don’t think I like Zukerman much. But I’m there anyway. Mainly what I do is post the same strips that I post here. But I’m friends with a few of you. I get lots of friend requests, too many to deal with. I mean a couple thousand. If you would like to friend me, shoot me an email and put in a friend request. I’ll try to get it done. I’m not good at it.


Hello.


Here’s what else Frau G just downsized:

It’s got to0 be good and wholesome. Look at the ingredients:

I checked the best by date just to make sure it was still good to eat:



Looks mighty tasty! (Actually, when I opened the can, it reeked. I’ll bet Nosegirl eats stuff like this. If you didn’t know, Nosegirl lives in Tokyo.)

Happy Father’s Day to all you dads like U-No-Hoo. No matter how old they get, you still worry, don’t you? Loinfruit is 36. I have this on my refrigerator:
He sent it last week.


I hate this luncheon invites, don’t you?

Even though it’s Saturday, there are still three more days to this story.
Yesterday I said that I’d mention something about Winston Churchill in Comments, and as I mentioned, Frau G has been downsizing lately (my toasters, remember?). Churchill passed away on January 24, 1965. Frau Grace (Not Frau Grace at that time, she was still a fraulein) happened to be in England. She saved a big tribute from the Manchester Evening News and Chronicle.


Now for some important stuff. This was the American replacement for yesterday’s strip about Quacko pooping in the yard:

This is the one I use mostly. It’s a Westinghouse (AC only):

I also have two of these in the box:

But my pride and joy is a 1940’s Toast-0-lator. I’d show you a photo, but Frau G has it hidden someplace.

BTW, I just got a friend request on Facebook.

She’s self-employed and lives in Las Vegas.

This didn’t appear in US papers. I’ll post the replacement tomorrow.

Frau G is getting rid of the rest of my valuable toasters!

OK, they may be old, but they still get hot!


I even have the original cords. Look, one is still in it’s factory-fresh packaging! Good as new!

God knows, I’ll never understand women.


Frau G makes me fruit salads:


