Cough. Cough. Ahem. :)
Oh, that would not have been tolerated at my home when I was a lad. Fussiness of that sort was taboo. If you are going to yell, you had better have been in pain – or you would be.
I’ve always loved this strip. Peas. And Macarroni. And little girls being little girls. And Vatchel being Vatchel.
I mean, what’s not to like?
This wasn’t an issue for me, though I didn’t like cold foods, like salads, touching hot foods. My one exception was coleslaw. A dollop of that was awesome in chili.
@WarPig – Same here, shrieking and screaming had better not happen unless bodily injury or danger were involved. If a parent expended the effort to speedily traverse a quarter mile to determine whether bloody murder had occurred, there’d better be blood or broken limbs upon arrival. My mother could strip the hide off a coyote with her tongue lashing and a cousin who loved to scream for no good reason got the cure. Her parents were amazed at her good behaviour whenever they visited after that.
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