I asked the chap in my photos that you said you recognised (He is called Nick Powell) but the only John Gray he knows is big into sailing - I couldn't imagine that's you! If you were still in Sheffield I would drag you along on our walks. We get several walkers with dogs . xxxx
Oh, the memories of teenage break-up angst!. If only this young missy could see how fortunate she is to be rid of Dick & see that there are plenty of Dicks in the sea, just waiting to meet someone as wonderful like her. Then she could wipe her tears away, ride her bike to the malt shop & Jitterbug all afternoon with the gang. Dick would be all but a distant memory by the time she lays her head on her pillow tonight. & the World would be peachy keen once more.
Not a personal complaint...the cartoon just made me larf
ReplyDeleteHaha! I agree. That's pretty funny for a Monday. Thanks, John!
DeletePhew! Thought you'd gone 'straight'!
ReplyDeleteJane x
Bloody hell.......never!
DeleteJohn, this made me larf! :)
DeleteYou'll get use to it, believe me.
ReplyDeleteBoth fists should be beating the bed. That's real cartoon emotion.
ReplyDeleteOh yes...two fists are pure Scarlett o hara
DeleteMaybe she just needs new glasses.
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ReplyDeleteSo much hilare!
ReplyDeleteI know the feeling..
ReplyDeleteChin up dear heart
Deleteprobably me too...well, I see them at work way too often...just not the good ones
Deletethank the dogs and cats; I thought chris left you!
ReplyDeleteHe' ll never leave me
DeleteI am a catch from heaven
Agreed.
Deletebwhahahahahaha! if you say so, john...but I'd like to hear chris' side of the story!
DeleteI asked the chap in my photos that you said you recognised (He is called Nick Powell) but the only John Gray he knows is big into sailing - I couldn't imagine that's you! If you were still in Sheffield I would drag you along on our walks. We get several walkers with dogs . xxxx
ReplyDeleteDevastating!
ReplyDeleteThanks, I needed the laugh
ReplyDeleteOh, the memories of teenage break-up angst!. If only this young missy could see how fortunate she is to be rid of Dick & see that there are plenty of Dicks in the sea, just waiting to meet someone as wonderful like her. Then she could wipe her tears away, ride her bike to the malt shop & Jitterbug all afternoon with the gang. Dick would be all but a distant memory by the time she lays her head on her pillow tonight. & the World would be peachy keen once more.
ReplyDeleteDick Tracy, you betrayed her! Why? Why?
ReplyDeletegiggle ;)
ReplyDeleteIt wouldn't be as funny if his name was Norman.
ReplyDeleteHow come we seem to meet more Dick's than Rich's in life?
Ha ha very true.
Delete... at a loss for words...
ReplyDeleteTime for me to just stick up a dick, um photo. Easy work here.
ReplyDeleteGary :)
And that, coming from a BLONDE.
ReplyDeleteNever mind, there's always Willy.
ReplyDeleteMy kind of cartoon...
ReplyDeleteI used to read Enid blyton as a child. How I sniggered as there was Dick and Fanny!
ReplyDeleteHa! Lucky girl plays for my team!
ReplyDeleteplufrompdx
Poor girl obviously doesn't have the Internet.
ReplyDeletein times like these you call upon mary the disabled rabbit! LOL!
ReplyDeletewe shall all die another day.
:0p