Lettering is about the only thing I've never taken Tinny to task for (aside from that "four-dot ellipses" annoyance, which we get two servings of here), but the lettering in the final line looks like "Puggles are 5000 2004....," leading me to believe Mallard's co-worker is being HaXX0rd by The L337 Matrix or some such nonsense. Slob.
Never mind the psychotic idea of a duck owning a dog, or the Goofy/Pluto Paradox presented by a talking, clothed poultry having a pet canine; we know Tinsley can't draw a dog to save his life.
Mallard should get a Toyger. The Toyger would eat Mallard. Then Tinny could return to his true love; wandering around the streets plastered out of his gourd. Happy end for everyone!
Speaking of Tinsley's past dog-related strips; if you haven't already, look up "Mutts" for November 4th. See that, Tinny? That's how a skilled professional with talent tackles the subject. You couldn't kiss McDonnell's ass if you stood on a stepladder, you hack.
(It's entirely possible I'll look back on these bitter comments with regret. Meh. That's a chance I'm willing to take.)
Michael: OH SWEET JESUS. You're right! First that Peyton Manning neck, now this...
I think that Tinsley is (awkwardly) making the argument that people should adopt dogs from shelters instead of paying for a fancy breed (like those trendy wine-sipping brie-tasting liberals do!). Strawman aside, if that's his intent here I'm inclined to agree with him.
This strip is silly. The people I've known who have paid for dogs include people who require a poodle due to allergies, people who have rescued abused animals from pet stores by just buying the poor guy, and the people who needed to have a small dog for reasons including it being part of their housing code and were unable to find a little dog at the shelters.
And guess WHAT, good breeders are hardworking enterprising Americans. Aren't conservatives supposed to be for that type of person?
As for me, I'm apathetic to dogs, but two out of three cats were rescued after being abandoned. The third was bought from a pet store owner with a very good reputation (he kept any cats not bought and followed up on the ones who were) to support his business.
Since Wednesday's strip again features Penis-Chin Chet (thanks for putting that image in my head again, Michael), I thought I'd visit "About Mallard Fillmore" under the linked strip to compare his penisy new look to his original image.
Y'know, apparently Tinsley didn't used to hate idiot liberals like he used to:
Smart, aggressive and liberal, she once had all the makings of a first-class journalist.
Then I found why Penis-Chin Chet (who used to have Peter-Griffin-balls-chin) looks the way he does now; plastic surgery gone wrong!
Chet believes in “giving back to the community,” so he’s endowed a scholarship to give aspiring young anchorpersons the same opportunity he had - to get a chin transplant.
(I think you meant chin implant, Tinsley. I refuse to believe no one's pointed this out to you for years.)
And then, there's this:
Mallard’s allergic to cats and dogs.
Oh. Well.
In Wednesday's strip, Dickfa--I mean, Penis-Chin Chet plays straw-man so Tinny can coyly equate "cultural diversity" with "mongrelism." See, Tinsley didn't say it exactly that way and certainly didn't say it himself; Chet did! So he's NOT a bigoted scumbag at all!!
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His chin in the first panel... it's...
Lettering is about the only thing I've never taken Tinny to task for (aside from that "four-dot ellipses" annoyance, which we get two servings of here), but the lettering in the final line looks like "Puggles are 5000 2004....," leading me to believe Mallard's co-worker is being HaXX0rd by The L337 Matrix or some such nonsense. Slob.
Never mind the psychotic idea of a duck owning a dog, or the Goofy/Pluto Paradox presented by a talking, clothed poultry having a pet canine; we know Tinsley can't draw a dog to save his life.
Mallard should get a Toyger. The Toyger would eat Mallard. Then Tinny could return to his true love; wandering around the streets plastered out of his gourd. Happy end for everyone!
Speaking of Tinsley's past dog-related strips; if you haven't already, look up "Mutts" for November 4th. See that, Tinny? That's how a skilled professional with talent tackles the subject. You couldn't kiss McDonnell's ass if you stood on a stepladder, you hack.
(It's entirely possible I'll look back on these bitter comments with regret. Meh. That's a chance I'm willing to take.)
Michael: OH SWEET JESUS. You're right! First that Peyton Manning neck, now this...
How far away are we from a "CHINESE PEOPLE EAT DOGS TROOFAX!"* joke?
*Source - TV
It doesn't even seem like the other guy's looking at Mallard. He's just staring blankly out into the distance.
Let's all just hope that this doesn't become some kind of insane story-arc-turned-rant like Tinsley loves to do.
In case Tinsley is lurking, how did it feel to get dropped from the print edition of the Houston Chronicle?
The Houston Chronicle, for Pete's sake!
I think that Tinsley is (awkwardly) making the argument that people should adopt dogs from shelters instead of paying for a fancy breed (like those trendy wine-sipping brie-tasting liberals do!). Strawman aside, if that's his intent here I'm inclined to agree with him.
Yeah, devin, that's my interpretation.
It's a good message, but told much better by Mutts. Their shelter stories make me cry.
Besides, aren't there more muttly mutts at shelters?
I love my mutts.
I'm just worried that this is going to turn into a long-winded Ellen dog adoption joke. If you don't know what I'm talking about, you're lucky.
I barely know about the Ellen thing - mostly from other people making fun of her. (Vh1, E!)
If this turns into that, DaveyK will have to add the tag 'too much tv'.
This strip is silly. The people I've known who have paid for dogs include people who require a poodle due to allergies, people who have rescued abused animals from pet stores by just buying the poor guy, and the people who needed to have a small dog for reasons including it being part of their housing code and were unable to find a little dog at the shelters.
And guess WHAT, good breeders are hardworking enterprising Americans. Aren't conservatives supposed to be for that type of person?
As for me, I'm apathetic to dogs, but two out of three cats were rescued after being abandoned. The third was bought from a pet store owner with a very good reputation (he kept any cats not bought and followed up on the ones who were) to support his business.
Since Wednesday's strip again features Penis-Chin Chet (thanks for putting that image in my head again, Michael), I thought I'd visit "About Mallard Fillmore" under the linked strip to compare his penisy new look to his original image.
Y'know, apparently Tinsley didn't used to hate idiot liberals like he used to:
Smart, aggressive and liberal, she once had all the makings of a first-class journalist.
Then I found why Penis-Chin Chet (who used to have Peter-Griffin-balls-chin) looks the way he does now; plastic surgery gone wrong!
Chet believes in “giving back to the community,” so he’s endowed a scholarship to give aspiring young anchorpersons the same opportunity he had - to get a chin transplant.
(I think you meant chin implant, Tinsley. I refuse to believe no one's pointed this out to you for years.)
And then, there's this:
Mallard’s allergic to cats and dogs.
Oh. Well.
In Wednesday's strip, Dickfa--I mean, Penis-Chin Chet plays straw-man so Tinny can coyly equate "cultural diversity" with "mongrelism." See, Tinsley didn't say it exactly that way and certainly didn't say it himself; Chet did! So he's NOT a bigoted scumbag at all!!
...YOU ARE!
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