Hi Hilary B. Price – Years ago, when our 3 kids were pre-teens, on a challenge from them, I wrote a little limerick…. might give you a giggle.
“There once was a fellow named Jack
who lived in a tarpaper shack.
He painted it orange
except for the door hinge.
And that he left flat black.”
My wife reads the funnies. I don’t. But whenever I hear her laughing, I know she’s reading your strip. She even cuts them out and sends them to our daughter and granddaughters in Vancouver.
My wife has excellent taste.
cheers
George
Hi Hilary B. Price – Years ago, when our 3 kids were pre-teens, on a challenge from them, I wrote a little limerick…. might give you a giggle.
“There once was a fellow named Jack
who lived in a tarpaper shack.
He painted it orange
except for the door hinge.
And that he left flat black.”
My wife reads the funnies. I don’t. But whenever I hear her laughing, I know she’s reading your strip. She even cuts them out and sends them to our daughter and granddaughters in Vancouver.
My wife has excellent taste.
cheers
George