Friday, February 08, 2008

Friday Night

At February 08, 2008 5:32 AM, Old Fogey said...: I hope the young 'uns understand that is a lampshade in the last frame...
At February 08, 2008 5:42 AM, Chris said...: lol. No matter the path, it all ends with an empty glass and a lampshade on your head. Just like real life. Brilliant. Good one Doug.
At February 08, 2008 8:41 AM, Janet said...: Talk about timing...this gem greeted me when I opened my inbox this morning...a Friday...and my 60th birthday. Will heed the suggestion!
At February 08, 2008 9:43 AM, aggiechic said...: just a typical friday night...
At February 08, 2008 9:56 AM, Seraphine said...: Northern California is wine
country. It's not uncommon
for birds to eat fermented
berries or grapes and get
drunk. Also birds eat grape
pumice which farmers spread
on their fields as fertilizer.
It stains chicken beaks.
At February 08, 2008 10:53 AM, Anonymous said...: I hollered at my wife to "Come look at this!" She took one look at the comic and immediately said, "That's you."
At February 09, 2008 11:26 AM, Ada said...: looking at this on the saturday morning after, all I can say is, yep! that's exactly what happened!
At February 09, 2008 8:56 PM, Jimmy Selman said...: I saw an inpsirational chap walking around the Shop A Lot clapping his hands at the imaginary chickens. Do one about the Dallas Cowboy Vs. the Chickens.

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