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1959-04-28 · Anaheim Bulletin · page 13 of 18 · OCR glm-ocr
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MUTT AND JEFF — M'LOVE, WHY DO YOU PUT SOCKE IN MY DRAWER WITH HOLES IN 'EM? NOBODY WILL SEE IT WITH YOUR SHOES ON! THEY'D SEE IT IF I HAD TO TAKE MY SHOES OFF! VIRGIL — VIRGIL THIS ROOM IS A MEES-PICK UP ALL YOUR TOYS! YESSIR CAN I PULL DOWN POLE? MICKEY FINN — MY NAME IS SKURRY- "HURRY" SKURRY THEY CALL ME! I'M A MINING ENGINEER—UP IN ALASKA! GLAD TO KNOW YOU MR. SKURRY! HAVE A CHAIR! I'VE BEEN DOWN TO WASHINGTON ON BUSINESS FOR THE PAST TWO MONTHS—AND AM ON MY WAY BACK HOME NOW— AND HAVING READ ABOUT YOU INHERITING THAT "AMUKTA LIMITED" STOCK, I THOUGHT I'D STOP OFF AND FIND OUT IF YOU WANTED TO SELL IT! THEY CALL ME! I'M A MINING ENGINEER—UP IN ALASKA! GLAD TO KNOW YOU MR. SKURRY! HAVE A CHAIR! AND FIND OUT IF YOU WANTED TO SELL IT! B.C. — DIXIE DUGAN RIVETS — THE JACKSON TWINS Y-YOU WANT US TO COME WITH YOU TO THE STATION, WALLY? YES, I DIDN'T PICK YOU UP AT THE SCHOOL, CAUSE I WANT TO KEEP THIS QUIET! IT'S ABOUT THE NOISY GANG AND THE ROBBERY AT YOUR CANTEEN LAST NIGHT! WE WANT TO CHECK YOUR FINGERPRINTS! LATER BUT HOW COULD THE LADY HEAR US? WE WERE HOME IN BED! WE WILL MOVE FRIEND POSIE PETERSON RED RYDER — IF I HADN'T KNOWN YOUR POOR OL MAW, BLESS HER ... I'D SWEAR YOU WERE A RING-EARED GYPSY. WE'RE HEADIN' FOR NAVAL COUNTRY, DUCHESS, TO VISIT LITTLE BEAVER'S PEOPLE. IN A PIGS EYE ANY EXCUSE TGIT OUT TH CHORES! AN QUIT PAWIN ME! WE'LL BE BACK FOR THE SPRING FRYERS, ONLESS YOU SET GLASS EGGS UNDER THE OL BIDDY. By Al Smith THE BERRYS — HI, SWEET-HEART! AH-H, WOMEN! WHAT UNPREDICTABLE TANTALIZING PROVOCATIVE CREATURES! JOE PALOOKA — I HAD A MENTAL TRLEPUTTY VISION ABOUT KNOBBY'S COMIN' WEDDIN...HE'S IN FER TROUBLE! HMM...YOUR PREMONITIONS HAVE ALL COME TRUE SO FAR, HUMPHREY! MONSIEUR HOMPHREE UB OUT OF BEEZNISS ZEE DAY! CLOSED REVEREND — BY JOHNNY HART THAT WAS MIGHTY THOUGHTFUL OF SOMEONE. BY McEvoy and Striebal BY GEORGE Sixta BY DICK Brooks TWIN EARTHS — TINA!! ...TINA!! MY VOICE PROBABLY DOESN'T CARRY THIRTY FEET IN THIS BLASTED WIND!! MARK TRAIL — OH, DAD...I'M NOT THE OUTDOOR TYPE! I'D LOVE TO HAVE YOU COME FISHING WITH ME, EVE! JUST THIS ONCE I PROMISE IF IT NO GOOD, WE STRAIGH IM'M NOT TO LIKE IT, BUT IF YOU IN ALONG THIS C SUPERMAN — I AM SCARCELY IMPRESSIVE IN STATURE. YOU COULD EASILY SNAP ME BETWEEN YOUR FINGERS, LIKE A STRAW. ADMITTEDLY, I AM NOT YOUR MATCH PHYSICALLY, SUPERMAN...BUT... I AM NOT ALONE! EYES, MULTI-BILLIONS OF MILES AWAY, IN THE FAR REACHES OF ANOTHER UNIVERSE ARE WATCHING BOTH OF US INTENTLY THIS VERY MOMENT! ONE WRITES MY MUSIC AND FOR YOU COULD HEND WELL INSIGNIFICIOUS TO CO By Dick Brooks ATER! BUT HOW COULD THE LADY HEAR US? WE WERE HOME IN BED! WE WENT TO THE MOVIES WITH A FRIEND! POSIE PETERSON! HERE'S THE FINGERPRINT FROM THE CASH BOX! THE SAINT — P'RAPS HE DON'T KNOW THAT THESE PRIESTS HAVE SOME SPECIAL WAYS OF MAKING SACRIFICES—SOME OF WHICH TAKES DAYS TO FINISH! THAT D GIVE HIM TIME TO THINK! HE NAS THOUGHT, TOFF! PEANUTS PEANUTS NO BASEBALL GAME TODAY CHARLIE BROWN. IF IT KEEPS ON RAINING, WE MAY NEVER GET TO PLAY... Tuesday, April 28, 1950 Anaheim (Cal.) Bulletin—B-5 By Carl Grubert WOMEN! PREDICTABLE GING PROVOCATIVE FIGURES! YOU'RE COMPLAINING? THE MOST CURIOUS THING ABOUT WOMEN IS MEN! By Ham Fisher MONSIEUR HOMPHREE ATE US OUT OF BEEZNISS FOR ZEE DAY! RESTAUR TEE-HEE CLOSED GOSH, YOUR PREDICTION SOUNGS VERY OMINOUS! YUP! AN I AIN'T GOT THE HEART TELL PORE KNOBBY... BUT - SOME - BUDDY MUST!! By Bill O'Malley KIN I PLAY IN YOUR SANDBOX WITH YOU? By Oscar Lebock MY VOICE PROBABLY DOESN'T CARRY THIRTY FEET IN THIS BLASTED WIND!! G-GOLLY...THERE'S A LIGHT...AND ITS JUST FLOATIN' AROUND IN THE SKY!! By Ed Dodd JUST THIS ONCE, EVE...AND I PROMISE IF THE FISHINGS NO GOOD WELL COME STRAIGHT BACK! EVE, IF YOU GET YOUR FATHER BACK IN TIME FOR THE DANCE, I'LL BE THE HAPPIEST WOMAN ON EARTH...THE VAN WINKLES ARE GOING TO BE THERE, AND I DON'T NEED TO TELL YOU WHO THEY ARE! I'LL BE TOO BORED TO DO ANYTHING BUT BRING HIM BACK, VIVIAN! By Wayne Boring OT ALONE! EYES, MONS OF MILES, ME FAR REACHES ER UNIVERSE, WING BOTH TENTILLY EERY INT. ONE WRONG MOVE FROM YOU, MY MUSCULAR PRIMORDIAL, AND FORCES GREATER THAN YOU COULD POSSIBLY COMPREHEND. WILL CRUSH THIS INSIGNIFICANT PLANET OF YOURS TO COSMIC DUST! STILL WANT TO PLAY TOUGH. SUPERMAN! YOU'VE GOT ME WHERE YOU WANT ME, SPACE CHUM. DEAL THE NEXT CARD! By Leslie Charteris THE SMARTEST THING ANYONE EVER DOES IS TO RECOGNIZE WHAT'S IMPOSSIBLE. AND TO LOOK FOR ONE STORY THAT D COVER YOUR ANNUAL SHIPMENT OF GEMS IS LIKE ASKING ME TO INVENT PERPETUAL MOTION! REPEAT YOUR ORDERS, O DELA! I AM TO BE THE PERSONAL HANDMAIDEN OF THE BEARDED GOD, OXAMU! I AM TO TELL YOU ALL THAT BEFALLS HIM, AND TELL HIM THAT HE CAN SPEAK TO YOU THROUGH ME! By Schulz KEEPS ON NG WE MAY R GET TO PLAY... THAT'S TRUE... AND IF WE NEVER GET TO PLAY WE WON'T EVER GET BEATEN... THAT'S TRUE. C'MON, RAIN!!