My Dad went on a book tour and all I got was this lousy worthless key card…Les’ thoughtfulness knows no bounds, folks. What a prince.
“I meant the book jacket.” 
Les, you sucker! Look at him getting all “Aw shucks, this old thing?” in panel 2. Haw. In panel 4, an embarrassed Les shoots back “Oh yeah? That’s a nice blouse. Looks like a baby threw up his strained peas on you. Now getouttahere!“
You can only get so many smiles out of cancer, before you have to resort to gags about the eldery.
Professor Fate
July 12, 2011 at 11:08 amYou know, I have to think that if I had cancer and was undergoing Chemo (which is just god awful) the last thing I’d want to read was a book about SOMEONE DYING OF CANCER.
“I’m getting this book for a friend of mine who has cancer.” What a pal, what a pal, what a pal. Good Lord! Meanwhile, that mysterious green shirt makes another appearance in panel 2.
Sigh.
Pink attire, bald head…yep, she’s got the cancer, all right. But what’s her husband afflicted with? His friggin’ head is enormous!
*Spanish for “You’re silly”. “Chemosabe”? “Tonto”? See what I did there?
Son of Stuck Funky 
