
These guys are in short supply.
It’s Wednesday. You know the drill: click to see a swell new cartoon – no really, you’d better click; I’m watching you. (Image after jump.) Again, I had fun with this one, like most of the cartoons I decide to draw. It’s really a lowbrow affair, but I must stay true to my roots.
How many of you out there have a relative, neighbor, priest, investment counselor, therapist, dentist, bartender, casual bridge partner – I guess I should stop now – who has a veritable forest growing from their ears? If you say no to this exceedingly important question, you are either blind, too kind or a resident of Beverly Hills.
I think a law should be passed banning excessive protrusions of ear hair – forget the bailout and the criminal bankers making off with our hard-earned money. We need an end to this madness right now! I will start a petition to hire all available gnomes to tend to this menace. Will you join me in my crusade to rid America of excessive ear hair? Are you still reading this drivel? If you are I don’t want you signing any petition of mine. Good day.
(I hope you don’t take offense to the bizarre and somewhat acerbic comments spewed out in the paragraphs above. I would gladly add your name to any insane petition that I might happen to dream up.)
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“Who put a valley in here?”
“I owe, I owe, it’s off to work I go.”
Nice work, DWR.
First it was potatoes and now this,I’ve got to get out of ear.
It’s hard to explain doc., it’s like there’s a little guy with a lawn mower in my ear.
I cant be the only one that can do this, can I? Oh crap!!!!
I knew Keebler was downsizing, but this is going too far…
That’s the last time I make a bet with Legolas…
“Boss said trim that hairy ear! Well, can’t complain–at first I thought he said derrierre!”
I’m going to keep mowing until I find that darned pot of gold!
“I’m never going to get to the nostrils at this rate.”
“If you trim it, they will come.”
Except for the buzzing in his ears at night,Harry was glad he didn’t have the same ear hair problems other middle aged men had.
I think I’ll give Mike Rowe a call.