Mom Feather
Randie’s Mom’s birthday is also MY mom’s birthday.
Randie’s Mom loves chickens… as MY mom loves chickens (I think Randie’s mom is a BIT more fanatical about them, though).
Admitingly, this toon came out a bit differently than I saw it in my mind’s eye (it’s not all that it was cracked up to be)… HA! But, sometimes these things happen. Buck Buck.
Wait, is that … oh Bridgett, you magnificent maniac!
I spy with my little eye … a dumb cluck!
I spy many more painted puns and illistrated idioms, but I’ll let others guess them too.
HA! Yes, Unca Bad… you got it! … or got THAT one… thanks for letting the others play!
Does Randie always end up with egg on her face? D’ohhhhh!
So… many… possible… puns…. Can’t…. decide….
*Head asplodes*
The Auld Grump
well, here’s egg in your beer…
love them peeps!
Dada… usually…
Grump… hee hee.
Dome… ew… beer is bad enough! Yah… couldn’t leave out the Peeps! Judy’s favorite!
FireDome, that’s a great one! I haven’t heard that term in years. I was thinking Randi was drinking either Egg Nog or a Cocktail.
Argh! I can’t stand it any more!
You can’t make an omelette without breaking a few eggs. Hanging with my peeps. A cute chick in a bikini. Ruling the roost. Flying the coop. Chicken wire. He’s a good egg/bad egg. Egg on your face (or possibly: the yolk’s on you.)
But I haven’t figured out what’s on Randi’s shirt, and I’m sure I missed some. Oh well, this was a lot of fun!
Unca Bad… ha ha… Yes! You got nearly all of them…
… yes, cocktail.. and if the weird thing on her shirt was a bull…then?
What’s this bull shirt you’re talking about?
Wait, wait … looking closer I see the cow’s (bull, you say) legs may be covered by the copyright notice. OH! I thought the beast was laying on its side and that was part of the clue. Something label (lay-bull) or leather recliner or … I couldn’t get it.
However if this is just some sort of cock and bull story, I’ll forgive you. As you know: to err is human; to forgive, bovine.