Amusing little cartoon
06-02-08, 11:36 AM
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Amusing little cartoon
Phables is a page sized comic printed in the Philadelphia Daily News. This week they decided to cover bike safety. I expected lots of preachy blame-the-bike stuff but it actually turned out to be pretty funny, especially the last panel.
https://www.phables.com/
(for future readers, it was the 6/2/2008 comic)
https://www.phables.com/
(for future readers, it was the 6/2/2008 comic)
06-02-08, 11:42 AM
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Pretty good actually... and referencing some real sites. Bit of humor tucked in with a bit of good advise.
06-02-08, 12:02 PM
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I especially loved the "Learn the Proper Hand Signals" part.
06-02-08, 12:04 PM
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Loved "On Yur Left"
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This is Africa, 1943. War spits out its violence overhead and the sandy graveyard swallows it up. Her name is King Nine, B-25, medium bomber, Twelfth Air Force. On a hot, still morning she took off from Tunisia to bomb the southern tip of Italy. An errant piece of flak tore a hole in a wing tank and, like a wounded bird, this is where she landed, not to return on this day, or any other day.
This is Africa, 1943. War spits out its violence overhead and the sandy graveyard swallows it up. Her name is King Nine, B-25, medium bomber, Twelfth Air Force. On a hot, still morning she took off from Tunisia to bomb the southern tip of Italy. An errant piece of flak tore a hole in a wing tank and, like a wounded bird, this is where she landed, not to return on this day, or any other day.
