Buddy's Blog

Thank you for your good wishes on the anniversary of my natal day which was yesterday. When I turned 60 I stopped having birthdays. It didn’t work.

Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to me etc.

Here’s a birthday card I drew years ago:

Want to read a terrific book to my way of thinking? Memoirs of a Sword Swallower by Dan Mannix.

Speaking of rat poison, about 20 years ago Frau G’s big stupid sheepdog ate some rat poison. It didn’t work. That dog was so dumb she had him in multiple dog obedience classes for 6 years. All he ever got were Certificates of Attendance.

I’ve explained this before. The p-tooie dialog is Arnold spitting out Beardo’s beard hairs when she kisses him.

From June 8, 2014…

For your edification:

Uh-oh!

I drew that strip because there are lots of people who take things much too seriously. I got tossed out of quite a few papers for stuff that some people find offensive. I mean, what’s wrong with a bearded lady who is married to a duck (or a man who looks like a duck, I’m not sure which) but having an illicit love affair with an 18 year old schlub?