Buddy's Blog

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?

Talking about my childhood in the trailer park in Bradenton Beach, we had running water that was terrible to drink. It came from a shallow well and it reeked of sulphur. We had no toilets outside a community toilet with a septic tank. I’ve shown this picture of my mother before. She’s the one with her back to the camera, chatting with a neighbor and carrying two pots of poop down to the dumping station.

Here she is with some friends ca 1952