Today's JOHNSON FOLLIES brings up the bubbling crude topic of peak oil. That's right, people. THE OIL IS RUNNING OUT SAVE YOURSELVES CRACK YOUR SKULLS AND FEAST ON THE GOO INSIDE ETC!!!!
"My mom says in a year or so she might have to walk to the store."
"Dude, what a weird topic to bring up. Are you high?"
High or not, even twelve-year old snot kids were worried about our nation's depleting resources. But more than fearing universal anarchy and a plunge back into savagery etc etc, the main concern turned out to be having to "lug" groceries--since Mom can't afford to drive around in her '72 Dusseldorf that gets 2 versts to a hectalitre. THE HUMANITY
But this horrible cartoon is not only prescient about our current energy dilemma. It deliciously anticipates my comedy stylings with Reggie. Ebony and ivory, and all that. Except Reggie looked rather different in 1979.
Is it any wonder he's having threesomes??
Next Week: An earthquake strikes (no, I don't mean Reggie in bed with his lady)....
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