Medium Large Comic: Thursday, September 22, 2011
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- "This is the summer I finally try Rocket Pops!" should not involve me shaking my fist to the heavens or saying it out loud. 15 hours ago
That would be either Duck Amuck (1953) or Rabbit Rampage (1955).
Duck Amuck, clearly. We do not talk about Rabbit Rampage. We do not.
And will be henceforth referred to as The-Cartoon-Which-Must-Not-Be-Named.
In the third panel, why didn’t you put the name “NINA” in the hair on the back of his head. Because THAT’S WHAT CARTOONISTS DO, right?
And who is this guy talking to? It’d make a lot more sense if he had a Bluetooth earpiece on, right?