Aunt Alta Vista

Here’s the link to today’s strip. I have only a single comment:

Stop it with “Grandpa Google”! It is not a thing anyone in real life has ever said or ever will say!

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15 responses to “Aunt Alta Vista

  1. billytheskink

    Well, I guess Mindy has been stolen away from Pete. I think we all knew that was inevitable once another inanimate object came along.

  2. Jimmy

    I have to admit, this made me think of my old newspaper days before desktop publishing became affordable and ubiquitous. Quark was a Godsend.

  3. erdmann

    Ok, I’m willing to accept that these three aren’t old enough to remember Zip-a-tone, but what’s Chester’s excuse? Heck, I remember Zip-a-tone. I even used it for a project for an college class… in 1983.

  4. The Nelson Puppet

    Mindy, are you just looking at things in the office and saying that you love them? Do you really love the laptop, or are you just saying it because you saw it?

    I LOVE LAPTOP!

  5. Paul Jones

    Does this mean that she’s going to go on a solo car date with her laptop? That’s another thing no one has ever said or will ever say.

  6. Rusty Shackleford

    I was going to try to shoehorn “Grandpa Google” into a conversation, but I know I will get nothing but groans. Batty, just say Google, or since you love walls of text, you can just say “do a search”.

  7. So, I take it Chester is so cheap that he won’t pay for ISP services? Every time we see anyone looking stuff up online, they’re always using their cell phones.

  8. Rusty

    This Mindy looks like an entirely different person than the one who is in Crankshaft. Kind of a big overbite look going on.

  9. countoftowergrove

    The last time Mindy looked like that she said “That’s my Gramps!”

    • comicbookharriet

      Maybe her gramps is catatonic in a wheelchair because his ancient brain is actually being used to power Grandpa Google.

  10. bayoustu

    On a personal note: Durwood’s utterly indifferent, little triangle of a mouth inexplicably fills me with rage.