Showing posts with label Frank and Ernest. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Frank and Ernest. Show all posts

Sunday, August 3, 2014

Sunday Funnies: Close But No Cigar

I like a good joke.  But few things irk me more than a joke that doesn't quite make it.

Here are few coulda-been-funny cartoons.  Click to almost-enjoy.

 
Homonym toast?
Words that sound similar but have different meanings are homonyms. He's a writer! He KNOWS the test should have been on "different words that mean the same thing."

Fail
If you're gonna play with a prefix, play with a prefix.  "Perverse" is not from the Latin per- (thoroughly) -versus (turn towards).  It's from a single French word.  He could have made puns on adverse, converse, inverse, diverse, universe, even traverse, but not perverse (even though it's a funnier concept ~ it's still a fail).

It's a home run, but you knew that, kid.
The kid should have said "a four base hit." If he knows the phrase "home run," he wouldn't have called it a quadruple.


Do you mean "caterpillar?"
Baby butterflies? Sorry.  Baby butterflies can't fly.


A bit dated.
So this one's about seventy years too late.

Daddy?  I don't get it.
And this one's only forty years too late.

And the winner is...
That looks like about a 30' long telescope. That's a 10,000 millimeter refracting telescope. I can zoom 100x on my camera! He'd probably get 1000-4000 magnification on there. And although I guess the giant mechanism off to the left is supposed to keep the 'scope following a celestial object, it ain't following a seagull. Oh... and there's no such thing as a seagull.






Saturday, May 17, 2014

Nails

Just... Nails.  From In the Bleachers, Frank and Ernest, and Zits.




Sunday, March 31, 2013

Sometimes, He Nails It


Bob Thaves has been writing Frank and Ernest for a long time.  Sometimes they're dumb.  Sometimes, like the first one, they're great.  Once they inspired me to write to the cartoonist.

Enjoy!