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Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Food For Thought

I wonder what the message was that they were sending us about food back when we were kids. Some lady eating nothing but fat? That's disgusting. And who knew just what the heck lean was. Little Miss Muffett, so the rhyme goes, was "eating her curds and whey," presumably enjoying it. I remember what a gross out it was when I found out curds and whey were basically what happened when you left the milk in the refrigerator about ten days past its due date and it turned into clumps of sour smelling goo and some pale white watery stuff. Then there was Jack Horner, with a pie made out of two dozen blackbirds and one lousy plum. And what's with all the nursery rhyme people named Jack? Not a Hector or a Bernard in the whole crowd.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

It is hard to imagine a Bernard or a Hector sitting in a corner. Jim, George, or even Nicodemus but not Hector or Bernard. Great cartoon, poor old Jack Sprout, with his forlorn look of longing. One of the best expressions on one of your character's face yet, John C. Way to go.

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