The Hot Man Club just got a little hotter. 😘
You’ve met this hunkbird before. His name was Roscoe, and he saved America with his fart jokes. I wish I’d gotten to meet him in person, but some of the happiest times are when I drew him. (And yes, I DID draw him here, it’s pretty obvious I love my cousin birds, my cats, the sky and grass, but not chairs and table legs so much.) The Hot Man Club only requires chairs for getting around. Closets are where all the action is at the Hot Man Club.
Happy New Year, plzthxbai.
Okay, so half of this really happened.
The Kitten is really good at making pom-pom balls vanish, I should show him the coin trick Uncle Tiny showed me.
My cousin bird was a champion at doing freaky stuff with her eyes, and I’m honestly not sure who would win in a staring contest between her and The Woman but I know it would be a thing to see.
Shoutout to the little bird that kept me company on July 4, too. The Slinky One used to assist me with my fireworks photos, but this year it was that little one. Birds rule.
The Slinky One was a perfect gentleman in the bathroom at all times, but that didn’t stop his Nanny-Ma from making the joke that he was just in there to watch ladies.
If you were lucky enough to have seen my Poppy sing at a wedding, you’d probably have heard him do Just A Gigolo. If you were lucky enough to have a 50th wedding anniversary, he’d greet you with, “What went wrong?” Have a spot of tea and a spot of cookie for my Poppy’s 100th birthday today, he was the kind of fun they don’t make much anymore.
After my Poppy passed away, random young women came up to my Nan to tell her he made them go back to school. He was a big believer in not being a floosie. I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t know what my cats are talking about, The Fluffy One has a strange dialect, after all.
Okay, so back in the ’80s when my Poppy would come home from his friend’s house, he’d say to our dog, “Smell those girls!” because his friend had a load of girl dogs. My Poppy would’ve been 100 this Friday so you’re getting some way out interpretations of some of his quotes.
Nan asked if there was anything she could do while I was spending a week on the phone in the aftermath of the only purse snatching we haven’t seen on the news.
I said the same thing I always say when someone asks if there’s something they can do for me:
“Draw my comic?”
Ladies and gentlemen, a comic drawn by my Nan. Thanx Nan!
Tomorrow is Nanny-Ma’s birthday and the fuzzy babies know how to take care of her! The Fluffy One makes her tea, The Puppy takes care of her feets, and The Slinky one is a radiator of love for his woman.
I say hello every time…just in case.
The smoking cigars and eating shrimp thing comes from my Mum’s reaction to The Spider’s quick costume change in Let’s Rock. My mother, my best audience, thought he was holding a shrimp and smoking a cigar. Love you, Mumby.
What? It’s totally a family song, my Poppy sang it at weddings! I mean…it’s about bells on a string…RIGHT? 😉
One day when I was dopey from my neck pills, my Mum asked me if she could do anything for me. “Can you draw a cartoon?” I asked.
My Mum totally drew one of these comics. I leave it to you to figure out which.
Crunchies with Nanny-Ma are better than any other crunchies in the world!
(And yes, you read that right, Sister The Puppy is in fact the Ninja Twins…aunt?!)