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Anonymous said…
Ah! How I have missed the Sunday Funnies!

Great choices.

The MSNBC falling to the left. *snort*

Jack Lalanne bursting through the bars. *snort* and *smile*

14 trillion debt. *sob* and *sob*
00dozo said…
Love Lalanne's 'toon - a damn fiesty man, even to the end!
nonamedufus said…
Quirks: I've kinda missed them too. It's fun going through the week's editorial cartoons. I loved the MSNBC one.
nonamedufus said…
00dozo: The guy was a fitness nut since the age of 15. For example, in 1980 at the age of 66 he towed 10 boats in North Miami, Florida. The boats carried 77 people, and he towed them for over one mile (1.6 km) in less than one hour.

When asked about sex, he had a standard joke, saying that despite their advanced age, he and his wife still made love almost every night: "Almost on Monday, almost on Tuesday, almost on Wednesday..."
Kelly said…
Yay! I've missed the Sunday Funnies (and you).
nonamedufus said…
Kelly: Aw,thanks. I'm starting to get back in the swing of things. Ha, after 5 weeks of golf I've begun to speak in golf terms.
Linda Medrano said…
I loved these. You are really a talented guy, Dufus. I'm glad your back in the saddle so to speak (cowboy humor).
injaynesworld said…
You've got some good ones here. Love the Jack LaLanne one. That's exactly how I picture him arriving. RIP Jack.
nonamedufus said…
Boom Boom: The original "pump, you up" guy.
nonamedufus said…
Linda: I've always enjoyed searching for the funniest editorial cartoons of the week. They provide a unique commentary on society.
nonamedufus said…
Jayne: There must have been something to what he espoused throughout his life to have lived such a long and healthy one.
Quirkyloon said…
Ah! How I have missed the Sunday Funnies!

Great choices.

The MSNBC falling to the left. *snort*

Jack Lalanne bursting through the bars. *snort* and *smile*

14 trillion debt. *sob* and *sob*

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