"Bizarro Buccaneers: Nuttin' But Pirate Cartoons" is just that a collection for both wannabe plunderers and plankwalkers!
Brilliant and in full color, as well as a perfect stocking stuffer (hint-hint), its captain is one Bizarro, a cartoonist whose work we've spied in that local broadsheet, the San Francisco Chronicle.
Don't miss this special event, in which Bizarro will screen lantern slides, deliver a rogue-ish speech, and sign his name on the spot. . . . Sail ho me squiffy men!- Booksmith
Dan Piraro was born in Kansas City, grew up in Tulsa, and lived in Dallas for many years. He is a recipient of a Reuben Award for Best Single-PanelCartoonist and his comic strip, “Bizarro,” received multiple-year designations as Best Single-Panel Cartoon by the National Cartoonists Society. Since 2002 Piraro has been nominated every year for the National Cartoonists Society’s Reuben, he was finally awarded in 2010.
Piraro's work is featured in the San Francisco Chronicle.
that was one scripted "arg" wow.
but I must say: if Jebus had fried in the electric chair, obsessive gringos would be
...wandering around wearing little electric chairs around their necks...
...while blowing up neighbourhoods in Afghanistan & Iraq because they 'didn't get Jebus '
...& baptizing non-Christians in their graves...
not much would change: except they'd know that Empire breeds peace martyrs & they'd be embracing the " Rome " in " American Imperial Republic"
at least now I know that if I ever decided to do standup... I could start knowing that audiences are more tolerant than I'd ever realized... maybe its the lack of booze in the library?
...hum, given that Arizonans are now legally 'entitled' to wear concealed weapons in bars... it limits the places rational individuals will stop for beer on cross-country roadtrips...
WOW it amazes me to see someone actually use this level of humor and have anyone listen to it. I guess there must be some talent somewhere to actually convince any audience to listen to this and think its funny. Of course since it looks like there are only a few comments maybe there is no talent and there are few listening. It’s always interesting how people reach into their limited experiences and project them like everyone relates to them.
I used to work in south Camden, NJ and get my lunch at a fruit salad cart outside the Human Services building. Two women in full muslim garb were in front of me in line. One of the women started talking to the other like she knew her. It was a case of mistaken identity. They ended up sorting out who was who by detailing the different, multiple men that each had had children with.