Look who’s talking!

The rats are doing all of the talking in this latest exercise in Harrisburg surrealism. More cartoons here.

“I have no idea either, but if it will get us a flat-screen I’m for it.”

“Because he has no life, that’s why.”

“Yeah, the sign’s shitty, the cheese is shitty, everything is shitty, but I’m still going to thank him. He needs our encouragement. A lot.”

“Swiss! How elegant! Now stop measuring your dick for five seconds and go get us a decent Roquefort.”

“This is not science. Did you ever see that movie ‘Willard’? This is ‘Willard,’ except that the kid is dumber. A lot dumber.”

“Would you put that thing away? We can’t get PBS.”

“How much is that in rat inches? You need a calculator, not a tape measure, preferably one that can handle log e rather than log 10. Some handyman you are!”

“Yeah, I know 173 is a lot. Mom and Dad moved in over a year ago. What part of ‘exponential increase’ don’t you understand?”

“We’re commensal rodents. It means we don’t do shit. So stop asking.”

“You want to shrink yourself to our size? Hey, knock yourself out.”