Burrow Enthusiasts Prints

'Space is not an issue: I'll just dig out a few more rooms...'

"Why can't you just dig things up like normal dogs?"

"Stick with me baby, and you'll eat slop every day."

Man opens refrigerator which promptly burps.

'Just wait until I'm introduced to carbonated beverages!'

What's your contingency plan, Randy? My what? If a calamity of biblical proportions were to strike here in Canardville, would you flee across the bridge to Candorville? Or would you search in vain for a fallout-resistant bunker, before surrendering to the cruel inevitability of your demise? I ask just for the sake of discussion. No reason to panic. Totally unrelated: I just found out someone who's definitely not me is selling fallout bunkers at buy-this-now-if-you-want-to-live.com. Very bad man.

'Oh wonderful! All day I've been waiting for that burp!'

Dear Folks, it's lonely at the top.

"What, no day spa? And you call this a luxury bunker."

"Something's trying to get through the Astroturf!"

"Hey, you two, get a barn!"

At the signing of William C.Lockland's latest best selling wheelbarrow.

'He's in charge of out 'Lost-and-Buried' department.'

The Latest in Wheelburros

Safe harbour

I just don't trust those self-flying brooms yet.

'I used to give directions by naming all the pubs along the route - I'm as lost as you are now!'

"Holy cow! This is bourbon!" "My husband is from Kentucky."

'He's going to need more bourbon.'

Walking here to the tavern allows me to decrease my carbon footprint and increase my bourbon footprint.

The Water Diviner

When moles dream...

'Oops, sorry...'

Cornrows

When he runs out of beans, Lou discovers that civilization was not, after all, destroyed on January 1, 2001.

'No fish, but Junior made his first burp word.'

A Sweeping Reform.

"Well, that's the last of it, which means we just ate thirty years' worth of food in two weeks."

'I am preparing for 2013, and I suggest you do the same.'

"I'll stick to my survivalist bunker."

'Well, let's get to it. You pull one side and I'll pull the other.'

"O.K., doomer."

Today, our quest continues for someone who can come up with a solution for dealing with the partisan gridlock in Washington. In my day, we built bunkers ten feet underground and stocked them with tuna fish. We planned to sit out the apocalypse down there, eating tuna on crackers and playing Scrabble. Tomorrow, our quest continues ...

Belching plant

Baseball umpire sweeps dirt under home plate.