
“Ghost? Haunt? Get it?” Anybody else making that statement would be credited with possessing some wit. But since the speaker is brain-dead Bull Bushka, Les immediately assumes that it must be an inadvertent Yogi-ism.

“Ghost? Haunt? Get it?” Anybody else making that statement would be credited with possessing some wit. But since the speaker is brain-dead Bull Bushka, Les immediately assumes that it must be an inadvertent Yogi-ism.
The Pay-to-Play arc concludes (hopefully) today as Les and two of his harem witness yet another cost-cutting measure. I’d wager that even with the lights off, the visitors hand the Scapegoats a whuppin’.
Much to the dismay of everyone reading this: Les has survived his softball mishap with just a smudge on his nose (no black eye?) and, as Les himself predicted, a pair of broken specs.
Cayla’s Mount-Rushmore scaled profile in panel 1 reminds me of Napoleon Dynamite’s line: ” It took me like, three hours to finish the shading on your upper lip.”
So after a week of meeting Cayla’s family, Les finally comes to the realization that his prospective father-in-law is Crankshaft’s Smokey Williams; the Smokey Williams, I guess, since Les apparently has heard of him. It also appears that Smokey is no longer among the living, since he is represented by a softball on the mantle, and the picture that Crankshaft took of him and Cayla in today’s CS.
The count is oh-and-one; Muppet-mouthed Les is looking for a hit…here’s the pitch…Les swings and POW! right in the kisser! “Calamity Cayla” has struck again! If this was an animated cartoon, I’d loop that second panel and watch it again and again and…