…okay, see, my first dog (who all the young lady dogs refer to as Grand Funk) looked at an exotic dancer on television ONE TIME. It was adorable of him. I’m sure if The Puppy’s boyfriend is with Grand Funk now they’re totally watching ladies dance. *ahem*
But paradoxes are weird that way.
I guess that answers the question of the hour.
It doesn’t? Oh. Okay. Well, 30 years ago tomorrow, this guy (pictured left, featured all week as the mysterious digger-upper of the Pandonutica, and generally known in the comic as Grand Funk) came into my life and the world was a better place for it.
Doctor Whoof’s got a TARDIS, why not go visit him?
Figures he’s still looking for that donut. (And yes, he did really bury a jelly donut and dig it up a few days later and eat it. That’s the kind of guy he was.)
So much mystery…like what is Sir Clarence, who is clearly not a cast member, doing in this strip?
You knew it had to happen eventually.
It’s really the safest biggest place ever.
So much really dangerous stuff.
Here’s to the impossible.
There is so much truth to this it’s scary.
Don’t put all your blankies in mysterious cracks.
Be careful when sniffing mysterious cracks.
That’s like a lot of years in dog years.