Well! you ARE what you eat. I have to say I’m Impressed with Castela’s dead-pan Pistil Face. The slightest show of irritation would only encourage more of the same, and worse. Her inner voice wants to go screaming into the night. It’s good to see Luci’s council is clearly effective.
Now that you mention it, that little grain of suspicion IS there. From a tactical standpoint, whether or not something is up, the surest way to end this verbal assault is to interrupt her, and ask a serious question. It may get a mirror reaction:
“Something’s bothering YOU! Are you OK? Can you talk about it?”
[Her mother can read her expressions better then she knows.]
Got to visit my two sons a couple of weeks ago. One of the best parts of the visit was being able to dust off some of my worst dad jokes. A parent needs that opportunity.
Oh c’mon Kath; you’re PUDDING me on! Those jokes will make me DESSERT this webstrip! Mom humour so bad, I’ll CAKE the bucket at any moment; and if that happens, it’ll really hit the FLAN and you’ll PIE dearly for this. 😉
Better mom jokes than uncle jokes…mine never tires of telling anyone who will listen that my name was supposed to be Denise but I turned out to be da nephew…
I don’t think Kath put a squirrel in her coffee. She’s much better informed than that.
You don’t put a squirrel in your coffee, or in your tea. You put a camel in your coffee. “One hump, or two?” And, if you want some milk as well, just put in a call to the drama-dairy.
I once told my niece, who was wearing outer space-themed leggings, that her leggings were out of this world. I made a dad joke when I’m not a father. I’m a faux-pa.
I know!
Imagine… knowing what the hell a Hurdy Gurdy is!
(If my quick googling is accurate, they were never common, and fell out of use before Kath was born).
AAAAAaaaahhhh!! Oh, by the great flapping ears of Kdapt – it’s much worse than we thought. I think Paul has done it to us again.
Kath was talking about desserts. About pudding. But if she’d gone through with it and actually served pudding, that means it would have been… a meal of mousse and squirrel.
And that’s a mom-joke that’s badanov to be fatale.
Kath, you are being very studiously ignored.
(Those jokes are as bad as some of the ones we throw around in the Wapsi forum!)
How do you know Paul didn’t crib a few jokes from the forum? 😁😆
A quick search of the Forum turned up only one reference to a hurdy-gurdy, and it wasn’t in that joke.
No, I think the explanation may be obvious. Kath is just in a squirrely mood this evening (>rimshot<)
These jokes are so old they’re a long time from being in the crib. They’re absolutely dental, they’re so long in the tooth.
Well! you ARE what you eat. I have to say I’m Impressed with Castela’s dead-pan Pistil Face. The slightest show of irritation would only encourage more of the same, and worse. Her inner voice wants to go screaming into the night. It’s good to see Luci’s council is clearly effective.
*groans*
And… Castela realizes something is up.
Now that you mention it, that little grain of suspicion IS there. From a tactical standpoint, whether or not something is up, the surest way to end this verbal assault is to interrupt her, and ask a serious question. It may get a mirror reaction:
“Something’s bothering YOU! Are you OK? Can you talk about it?”
[Her mother can read her expressions better then she knows.]
“Bad Mom” Jokes
Bad “Mom Jokes”
Could go either way, actually.
https://xkcd.com/37/
I’ll take “Famous Mothers” for 500, Trebek.
Kath isn’t a bad mom though
Obviously, that squirrel was rabid.
Got to visit my two sons a couple of weeks ago. One of the best parts of the visit was being able to dust off some of my worst dad jokes. A parent needs that opportunity.
Loves me some puns!
Oh c’mon Kath; you’re PUDDING me on! Those jokes will make me DESSERT this webstrip! Mom humour so bad, I’ll CAKE the bucket at any moment; and if that happens, it’ll really hit the FLAN and you’ll PIE dearly for this. 😉
Generally cobbled together pretty well, but I think it crumbled there at the end.
Agreed.
Its an art to PROPERLY embarrass your teenage daughter.
Better mom jokes than uncle jokes…mine never tires of telling anyone who will listen that my name was supposed to be Denise but I turned out to be da nephew…
I was about to ask what’s in Mom’s coffee but then I remembered the squirrel. 😀
I don’t think Kath put a squirrel in her coffee. She’s much better informed than that.
You don’t put a squirrel in your coffee, or in your tea. You put a camel in your coffee. “One hump, or two?” And, if you want some milk as well, just put in a call to the drama-dairy.
Bad mom jokes?! Awesome mom jokes! And yes she’s being ignored. Maybe she has those wireless earbuds in and actually can’t hear what Kath is saying?
Second panel, Stela changed focus of her eye stalks, so she at least heard those jokes
I noticed that too; this incredulous ‘really?’ glance.
I once told my niece, who was wearing outer space-themed leggings, that her leggings were out of this world. I made a dad joke when I’m not a father. I’m a faux-pa.
*RIMSHOT*
Who would ever have thought Katherine would ever be capable of this?
I know!
Imagine… knowing what the hell a Hurdy Gurdy is!
(If my quick googling is accurate, they were never common, and fell out of use before Kath was born).
Dad jokes, Mom jokes… the difference is a parent.
(Lurch) “UUUuuhhhhhhhhhhh….”
Did Kath drink a little too much cooking sherry? o_O
The shading under the eyes in the second panel might indicate a “yes” to that query.
AAAAAaaaahhhh!! Oh, by the great flapping ears of Kdapt – it’s much worse than we thought. I think Paul has done it to us again.
Kath was talking about desserts. About pudding. But if she’d gone through with it and actually served pudding, that means it would have been… a meal of mousse and squirrel.
And that’s a mom-joke that’s badanov to be fatale.
Oh STOP! I’m gonna JOKE to death on these re-PUN-nant gags
If you look closely, you’ll notice some profane comments inscribed in the inside of the instrument. It’s a dirty wordy hurdy gurdy!
Grooooaaaaaaan. I blame Paul.
That’s what you get when you open Pundora’s box.
And this is how the Pundemic came into being. It’s the end of the world AND we know it.