What's Mallard raving about today
The Superbowl, Commercials
I, for one, applaud Mallard Fillmore's new direction.
If Mallard continues to comment on non-political matters (with the same sense of humor and artistic capabilities he brings to his political comics), he will soon lose his welfare status and cease to be carried by any newspaper, anywhere.
Thus, my long torture in maintaining this blog can end.
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As nearly as I can determine, this joke was made a week after the first commercials aired on television. I know I made it (in the form "We'll be right back to commercials, but first a word from our program!") some time in grade school.
Do conservatives find any of this amusing? Because I had the impression that they possess some intelligence.
I suspect that the duck has plagiarized here.
Watching the super bowl alone instead of with friends ... it happens, but it's nothing to show your crotch about.
P.S. the Superbowl will be won by a unionized team, with a union man scoring ALL the winning points. Go unions!
Bruce just realized that football is a colossal advertisement whore machine.
Don't be silly, DaveyK; once MF fades into oblivion, Prickly City with have no competition is ht 'really half-assed, poorly written Right Wing Daily Comic' market, and immediately drop it's standards. TADA! New blog.
"There is not 'out', Linda!"
Judging by the colors, it's finally happened: Mallard has spent so much time ensconced in his chair that he's becoming a part of it. It's like a Greek myth, only pathetic.
Damn Bruce Tinsley and his terrible visual compositions.
From this vantage point, it's impossible to tell whether the bottle uncomfortably wedged behind Mallard on the chair -- rendered with such affection that it can be clearly recognized as glass, and 750ml -- used to be full of rum or whiskey.
word veri: skyrov. Perhaps the brand of vodka?
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