(From “Weird Comics” number 1, 1940.)
No. Freakin’. Way.
No girl is gonna keep me from shakin’ my maraca!
Sorry but I’m not getting the joke on this one. Is it because the thing in his hand looks kinda-sorta phallic if you squint really hard?
I don’t know what it is, and I don’t WANT to know what it is. And I don’t want to know what he’s going to DO with it to make him forget girls.
Whatever that thing is(a big turkey baster, maybe), he appears to be looking at it greedily.
Jokes aside, it looks like a sledgehammer.
It looks like it ought to have the word “Invader” in its trademarked name somewhere. And it ought to come in a plain brown bag.
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No. Freakin’. Way.
No girl is gonna keep me from shakin’ my maraca!
Sorry but I’m not getting the joke on this one. Is it because the thing in his hand looks kinda-sorta phallic if you squint really hard?
I don’t know what it is, and I don’t WANT to know what it is. And I don’t want to know what he’s going to DO with it to make him forget girls.
Whatever that thing is(a big turkey baster, maybe), he appears to be looking at it greedily.
Jokes aside, it looks like a sledgehammer.
It looks like it ought to have the word “Invader” in its trademarked name somewhere. And it ought to come in a plain brown bag.