Here’s the link to today’s strip. I have only a single comment:
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Well, I guess Mindy has been stolen away from Pete. I think we all knew that was inevitable once another inanimate object came along.
Oh, I imagine there’s another inanimate object Mindy has that satisfies her far more than Pete could.
A bite size Snickers bar satisfies better than Pete ever could.
I have to admit, this made me think of my old newspaper days before desktop publishing became affordable and ubiquitous. Quark was a Godsend.
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.
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!
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.
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”.
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.
This Mindy looks like an entirely different person than the one who is in Crankshaft. Kind of a big overbite look going on.
The last time Mindy looked like that she said “That’s my Gramps!”
Maybe her gramps is catatonic in a wheelchair because his ancient brain is actually being used to power Grandpa Google.
Peet: “I’m gonna kick that laptop’s ass!”
On a personal note: Durwood’s utterly indifferent, little triangle of a mouth inexplicably fills me with rage.