If anyone is wondering where the inspiration for this comic came from, it’s a program those in this country of a certain age might remember quite well from your school days… the American Cancer Society’s infamous “Send A Mouse To College” program. It popped in my mind for no reason this morning, and it occurred to me that this program for “higher learning” was tailor made for Buster…
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That’s too high falootin’ for me… I strive to be mediocre.
High fatootin’!!!
Darn tootin’!
Shit, I don’t have a great response. You win….this time.
Poor Buster. He just can’t get a break, can he. Well he can, but usually it’s a fatal break. Besides, would YOU want Buster for your doctor? Wait. I think I’ve recently HAD Buster as my doctor. Pretty sure. Same personality. Yup. It was Buster pretending to be human …
If Buster were a doctor, he’d be the one who weighs 300 pounds, chain smokes, has a nasty bedside manner, tells you “not to do that” when something hurts, and then triple bills your insurance for the whole 25 seconds he saw you. Yep, it’s probably a good thing he just wound up getting ripped open…
This is the first time I’ve read one of your comics. Definitely not third rate.
Well, the jury’s still out on the quality, but one thing’s for sure… it takes a while to pick up on all of the character quirks and inside gags. This one was a good introduction into the “life” of my ill-fated possum Buster…
You had me with Playpossum magazine…..The strategically placed staples in the centerfold probably covered up the spleenectomy scars from some OTHER hapless girl possum who attended the same college Buster did…….eeeeek.
Pam
LOL! Nothing can ruin a beautiful nude pinup like a gigantic scar running up the entire length of the body. But Buster, you know, he only reads it for the articles…
As someone who works for a university I can honestly say that this is funny as fuck. 🙂
You aren’t in charge of the Send A Possum To College program, are you?
HA! No, I try to teach the profs how to teach. 😉
Send a Mouse to College Day?! Had never heard of such… what the what? (lol…sad, but the process of having goobers raising money to send mice to their death, produced a giggle. I feel bad now, going to go to bed. *giggle*)
It was a big deal to be able to say you sent a mouse to college so it could be exposed to deadly radiation! Then again, a lot of boys back then pulled the wings off butterflies and played frog baseball (Not me, of course)….
😦 Frog baseball…?(gack)
Clever! Oh those begging letters! Send a mouse to college aimed at kids? I am (almost) speechless! 😀
We were so naive back then! The little mouse mascot they used was so cute with his cap and gown, how could you NOT want to send him to college to be dissected and grow tumors?
Poor Buster, he just can’t catch a break can he?
I like the sound of the chilleh breakfast and gypsy moth shooting gallery (if Marilyn leaves any for me to shoot at) but I think I’ll give the Begathon a miss.
Well, even after all of that dissection, he still looks to be in pretty good shape! Not many such critters were so lucky…
at least he was a part of anatomy lesson… but I rather would prefer the place at the table than the place ON it :o)
I don’t think I would want a bunch of kids looking down at my spleen and poking that scalpel at my insides… but I bet it would tickle.
Kinda gives the word “donation” a different context. First rate comic. I’m surprised you haven’t been approached foe syndication.
I guess the world is not ready for possum dissection…
Poor Buster! He would end up being the one who provided a spleen for a crazy night of beer pong.
And he was probably left pinned to the dissection table and unable to join in at least!
Now that was a twist I didn’t see coming. Brilliant!
Pretty hard to do when it’s come to be expected that Buster should suffer some gruesome fate…
Randomly, one of my sister’s rabbits is called Buster. He’s doing rather better than a certain possum!!