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Thanks! Anyone reading this who hasn’t seen Anders Loves Maria, please click on Rene’s name because she is one of the best webcartoonists on the internet. Unless you are one of my younger readers, in which case, don’t do that because there are some adult parts. Just go back to playing GTA4 instead.
Oh and the business end of a rake;
and not the plastic kind you use in the fall to make leaf piles to jump in.
The metal kind you use to rake rocks out of your garden.
this reminds me of the time my father decided to teach me how to catch a grounder in baseball. i wanted to be a ball player so bad at the age of 11. after the swelling went down, i didnt want to play baseball anymore. now i play warcraft. a fair trade if you ask me.
i feel hermans pain.
and i too got the rake, stick, back of the hand and every so often the leather strap(what they sharpen straight razors with in the babrber shops) all in the name of “being a man”
the only thing that can make this comic strip better is if i were to recieve oral every time i visit it. but recieving oral durring almost anything can make that thing better.
car crashes. tax evasion. prostate exam. DUI check points. reading herman the manatee. folding laundry etc
May 21st, 2008 at 7:03 am
Adorablest pun of ever!
May 21st, 2008 at 7:58 am
Thanks! Anyone reading this who hasn’t seen Anders Loves Maria, please click on Rene’s name because she is one of the best webcartoonists on the internet. Unless you are one of my younger readers, in which case, don’t do that because there are some adult parts. Just go back to playing GTA4 instead.
May 21st, 2008 at 8:15 am
That was great. I think this one made me laugh the most so far.
May 21st, 2008 at 9:58 am
My dad did the same thing for me, but instead of a boat, he hit me with a 9-iron
May 21st, 2008 at 10:20 am
and a frying pan
May 21st, 2008 at 11:04 am
He used to just put a belt, a stick, and a wrench on the kitchen table and say, “Choose.”
May 21st, 2008 at 11:05 am
How many times did you have to become a man?
May 21st, 2008 at 12:12 pm
too many
Oh and the business end of a rake;
and not the plastic kind you use in the fall to make leaf piles to jump in.
The metal kind you use to rake rocks out of your garden.
May 21st, 2008 at 12:13 pm
…and the rocks he raked out of the garden.
May 21st, 2008 at 5:58 pm
My dad hit me with a boat once. Once.
May 22nd, 2008 at 9:54 am
This one is sad!
May 22nd, 2008 at 5:17 pm
this reminds me of the time my father decided to teach me how to catch a grounder in baseball. i wanted to be a ball player so bad at the age of 11. after the swelling went down, i didnt want to play baseball anymore. now i play warcraft. a fair trade if you ask me.
i feel hermans pain.
and i too got the rake, stick, back of the hand and every so often the leather strap(what they sharpen straight razors with in the babrber shops) all in the name of “being a man”
May 22nd, 2008 at 5:23 pm
the only thing that can make this comic strip better is if i were to recieve oral every time i visit it. but recieving oral durring almost anything can make that thing better.
car crashes. tax evasion. prostate exam. DUI check points. reading herman the manatee. folding laundry etc
May 23rd, 2008 at 12:35 pm
I lol’d… Seriously this comic is awesome way above measure. I laugh more than with fourty line jokes.
May 26th, 2008 at 1:49 am
i remeber this talk with my dear ol’ dad
August 15th, 2008 at 1:25 pm
i loled