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June 08, 2008
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Well this is just one big mess.
Winston tried to fly again. At least I think that's what happened. Stantis is so terrible as an artist I'm not really sure what's going on. Like is that a propeller on top of Winslow's helmet? I think that one thing is an umbrella, but what's that blue thing by his feet? Are those red things jutting out of the ground supposed to be wings, or was Winslow wearing skis?
It's too bad that Stantis just tossed out a single panel non-political strip today. This very easily could have been timely if Carmen's line had been, "I christen you the Hillary Express!"
Help us end Shrubville: Obama '08.
Comments
Never try. Know your place in life and stick to it. If you try to move above your station, you will become an object of ridicule. That's the conservative way!
Posted by: Annie at June 9, 2008 06:58 AM
