This brings back memories of Mister Miller who, in 1967 would tip me a dime for delivering coffee to his office (my father owned a Chock Full o’ Nuts restaurant), and place it in my palm just like this, as if he were Rockefeller rewarding me with a small fortune. He didn’t say “Don’t spend it all in one place,” but he might as well have.
Even in 1967 this was a pitiful tip, and carrying a bag full of coffee cups three blocks certainly took more than a minute.
Fifty-three years later I still remember you, you cheap SOB.
She stole the money from Pierotti?
And if she did, why would this scare Jeff off? It’s not as if he has two nickels to rub together: he shares a bed with Mutt (and presumably sleeps in an alleyway on the nights Mutt sleeps with Mrs. Mutt)
And let’s give the Maximumble an LOL nod…
Were jokes like this new when they appeared in the strip, or were they already old chestnuts?
Each individual line in comprehensible but taken on a whole, this strip makes as much sense to me as, well, the song of the same name.