My son generally hates smiling in pictures, and so far the best school picture we’ve ever gotten was the one taken by a photographer smart enough to realize that KIDS LAUGH AT FARTS.  I live in the land of Kodak, and there’s an entire wing of the George Eastman house devoted to the history of artificial flatulence in the photography of children.  At least I assume there is.  I’ve never been.

This is one of those pieces that’s been staring at me from my collection for a long time, and I’m glad I finally have some words on it that seem to work with the expressions of the characters, if not necessarily the vintage of the equipment.

MRS. SHOEBOX’S ASSESSMENT OF TODAY’S STRIP:  I like that one.  It’s amusing.  And disturbing.
SHOEBOX’S FOLLOW-UP QUESTION TO MRS. SHOEBOX’S ASSESSMENT:  The dialog?  Or the idea that Motley Crue might still be touring when this girl turns 16?
MRS. SHOEBOX’S RESPONSE TO SHOEBOX’S FOLLOW-UP QUESTION:  …Yes.

Sorry this one’s late.  Happy Thanksgiving /Hanukkah / whatever you do this Thursday!

-=ShoEboX=-