Comics I Don’t Understand

Friday Morning Ewww

Cidu Bill on Oct 16th 2009

G. Boozer:

Nicole:

Filed in Argyle Sweater, B.C., Bill Bickel, Dumbo, Ewww, Scott Hilburn, Suburban Fairy Tales, comic strips, comics, humor | 19 responses so far

19 Responses to “Friday Morning Ewww”

rain Oct 16th 2009 at 01:12 am 1

D’oe!
chuckers Oct 16th 2009 at 06:21 am 2

A deer!
Tom T. Oct 16th 2009 at 07:12 am 3

A female deer!
Dave Oct 16th 2009 at 07:59 am 4

call me a dumbo but i dont get the second one.. has he nicked all the water? what the hell is the kid doing? why are the seats inside the car backwards?
mr obvious Oct 16th 2009 at 08:04 am 5

Dave- the car is facing right. The guy in the purple shorts just finished washing the car, Dumbo flew by and did something on the windshield that the guy in the red cap is reacting too. Think of what birds usually do to windshields and magnify it to elephantine size.
Nicole Oct 16th 2009 at 08:09 am 6

and the kid is trying not to toss his cookies
Nicole Oct 16th 2009 at 08:10 am 7

If you look closely at the windshield you can see what Dumbo did
Dave Oct 16th 2009 at 08:19 am 8

ahhh thank u, its all so obvious now! I would have expected big dents in the roof or smashed glass on the road.. but hey, its a comic
Morris Keesan Oct 16th 2009 at 09:05 am 9

“So let the raucous sleigh bells jingle.
Hail our dear old friend, Kris Kringle,
Driving his reindeer across the sky.
Don’t stand underneath when they fly by.”
–Tom Lehrer
Mitch4 Oct 16th 2009 at 10:04 am 10

As teenagers, my crowd used to refer to the small hemispherical concrete traffic bumps as “elephant turds”. Pretty much as though that were just the almost-official term, and without much consciousness that it might be considered impolite language. Like: “You used to be able to park on the verge here, but now they’ve put elephant turds all along the block.”
Lord Jubjub Oct 16th 2009 at 10:43 am 11

The bottom one reminds me of the advice–ask relevant questions BEFORE using something.
mkilby Oct 16th 2009 at 11:31 am 12

I still think that Dumbo should have been able to crack the glass, even using the “bird attack” method. He certainly would have done much more damage if the cartoonist had him “hovering like a fly, waiting for the windshield on the freeway” (bonus points for anyone who can identify the quote).

@ Mitch4 (10) - As I recall, the official name for the traffic bumps in California was “Botts Dots”, but we used to refer to them as “drunk funnels”, for the people who would “drive by Braille”.
J McAndrew Oct 16th 2009 at 12:12 pm 13

I thought B.C. said dog urine at first. Not that doe urine is much better…
Janice Oct 16th 2009 at 01:20 pm 14

Hunters really do use doe urine to attract deer, but no one who has a functioning nose would pour it on themself! It’s concentrated and it stinks. My question is - how do they collect it?
Elyrest Oct 16th 2009 at 01:23 pm 15

Janice - very carefully. It’s hard to get those does to pee in the little cups.
target4cactus Oct 16th 2009 at 02:39 pm 16

Birdie, birdie in the sky,
Drop some whitewash in my eye.
I’m a big boy, I don’t cry –
I’m just glad that cows don’t fly.

Something my big brother taught me when we were kids.
Nicole Oct 16th 2009 at 02:50 pm 17

Clearly a regional variation — the one I learned was

Birdie, birdie in the air
Why’d you do that in my hair
Lucky elephants don’t fly
Or they’d do it in my eye
paperboy Oct 16th 2009 at 05:19 pm 18

I love poop and pee jokes; you can’t beat the basics.
Mark in Boston Oct 17th 2009 at 12:27 pm 19

OK. The “Hunt Hut”? I’d assume that’s a shop selling hunting supplies. Hunting supply shops sell doe-in-estrus urine for just this purpose. It attracts bucks and makes them come close enough to shoot them. I don’t know if any hunter puts it directly on his head, but maybe on his jacket. I just don’t see where the joke is. It’s like: Man walks into hardware store, says “I need something to pound nails.” Clerk hands him a hammer. “Here, try this.” Man says “Wow, what is this thing anyway?” and hits himself hard on the head with it. Clerk says, “A hammer.” Or maybe to make it into a pun the man hits his fingernail really hard with the hammer.
If B.C. or whichever caveman that is doesn’t know about doe urine, he’s not a deer hunter and not likely to go to the Hunt Hut in the first place.
Was there a follow-up the next day where he goes out and suddenly a dozen bucks surround him, and he bends over to pick up something on the sidewalk and …