Here’s a Saturday post in the way of an apology for being so haphazard the past few weeks. The pizza guy used to be a dependable wellhead of gags a few years back, but he largely has disappeared. I attribute this to me now living in an area not served by pizza delivery. “Pizza Man” sounds like a super hero, doesn’t he? Maybe I could create such a character and feature him in a comic book! I think these comic conventions are starting to affect me. Speaking of, today is Saturday, so this must be Burlington, Vermont! The “Vermont Comic Con” begins today, and Arlo and Janis are there!
It’s Pizza Man!
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119 responses to “It’s Pizza Man!”
WOW! First one! That never happened before. Have fun at Comic Con JJ.
God bless us every one. God bless America. God bless Louisiana. Thanks for all the well wishes and prayers.
Today’s…..Arlo is just messing with folks, isn’t he 🙂
TR- cool
Debbe…awwwwww
🙂
It is a beautiful sunrise here, enjoy your day, people.
Pizza Man was an ordinary guy until he ate a slice of radioactive pizza and gained the ability to cheese people off.
I was picking up a pizza and the delivery guy VB was during a Cadillac. He was retired, a widower and bored, so delivering pizza filled a whole in his life. A nice guy.
My brother delivered pizzas after he retired from the Navy and told me of some strange women who ordered pizzas…. I’ll leave it at that.
Of course “Pizza Man” was the nickname of Capt. Furillo, on Hill Street Blues.
I live in an area with no pizza delivery but shops about a mile each way on road, but one had fires last month, the better one. Lightening hit the country store and got electrical system.
Actually not zebra pants Jerry but black white and gray geometric. Do look like zebra in photo however. I own a lot of cheetah, Leopard prints. Went home and ran in to table of about eight leading citizens I knew but they couldn’t figure out who I was. I had dated a couple of their older brothers. Told them I was too old for them, I was a grandmother.
One said he’d always wanted a granny in Leopard skin tights and a black sweater.
You could have gone all day without news on markets. I am supposed to call broker Monday. I may be poor again.
“Pizza Man…He Delivers.” Catchy advert slogan; great testimony from one’s girlfriend. HSB is my all time favorite cop show.
Here’s another breast share for Ghost to cheer him back to health.
https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=1652782341700167&id=100009052528502
Saw a large billboard on I-70 )last night for donations to Louisiana Flood victim relief. We need to help them.
Pizza…sigh…God’s most perfect food. I make it sometimes at home, but confess to evil cravings for the guilt-laden carryout kind. I succumb far too frequently.
Glad you’re able to sit up, type, and crack wise, O Ghostly One. Missed you, but know you’re treading water with some big waves.
Everyone, give what you can to help people in disasters, but choose your specific charity carefully. Some spend more money raising money than they spend helping people. Others even help themselves with big salaries and expense accounts.
Now for a favorite old joke:
The psychology instructor had just finished a lecture on mental health and was giving an oral test.Speaking specifically about manic depression, she asked, “How would you diagnose a patient who walks back and forth screaming at the top of his lungs one minute, then sits in a chair weeping uncontrollably the next?”
A young man in the rear raised his hand and answered, “A basketball coach?”
TruckerRon, my diagnosis would be a voter in this year’s presidential election.
I often try to help animal rescue groups. Who do we recommend for instance in Louisiana flooding? For humans or animals?
http://www.foxnews.com/tech/2016/08/27/3-easy-ways-to-modernize-your-old-videotapes.html
Salvation Army for people anywhere. Don’t know about animals?
Charity Navigator lists only one Louisiana animal charity with a rating (several dozens of others appear on the list but are not rated):
https://www.charitynavigator.org/index.cfm?bay=search.summary&orgid=9972
You might want to check them out.
I would buy a comic called, “The Adventures of Pizza Man.” My charity of choice is always The Salvation Army. Second choice is Compassion International. Third choice is Asbury University.
How about a pint-sized talent? She’s singing my favorite song from “Mulan,” “Reflections.”
http://www.ksl.com/?sid=41210204&nid=1017
When I was reading the new retro-strip, I noticed something odd: the date on it is 09/12/02 but the copyright is 2000.
We have been stalled for hours and miles by what we assume is a really bad wreck on I-44.
There are miles of big trucks in front and behind.
Pizza Girl is already a super hero. First introduced at
http://questionablecontent.net/view.php?comic=374
I don’t know where on I44 you are stalled, but maybe this is why: http://www.stltoday.com/news/local/crime-and-courts/interstate-traffic-is-being-diverted-near-rolla-due-to-a/article_bf7e3e06-c521-5346-9006-435e410ee3c6.html
I am now living as far from the coast as I have ever lived, but I don’t want to test a hurricane’s ability to reach me. Some of the strongest storms with the most damage started out as a weak storm where the current one is.
The only picture that matters from grandma’s birthday – her reaction when her last remaining brother walked through the door; she had not seen nor spoken to him for years. Until he walked in, I had no idea if he had received the invitation.
https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10157484883940454&set=a.313808075453.330364.856390453&type=3&theater