Pearls Before Swine | Search

HI, RAT.
YOU LISTEN TO ME, PIG. EVEN THOUGH YOU MOVED OUT, YOU SAID YOU'D STILL MOW THE LAWN, AND YOU DIDN'T DO IT THIS MORNING.
WELL, I WOULD HAVE, BUT I WAS INTRODUCING MY WIFE TO ZEBRA. THEN AN ELEPHANT FELL OFF THE ROOF AND SQUISHED HER. NOW SHE'S FLAT AS A TORTILLA AND I'M A WIDOWER.
YOU REALLY NEED TO WORK ON YOUR EXCUSES.

HEY, ZEBRA,
WHY DO
YOU HAVE
OFFICER
POTUS ON
YOUR ROOF?
BECAUSE I’M SHUTTING DOWN
MCZEBA'S FOR ZONING VIOLATIONS. I JUST NEED OFFICER
POTUS TO CONFIRM MY ZONING
CALCULATIONS WITH HIS
SURVEYING EQUIPMENT.
NEW. TERRIFIC. LISTEN. I JUST WANT TO
INTRODUCE YOU TO MY WIFE, SWEET FANNY.
WE JUST GOT MARRIED AND ARE HOPING
FOR A LONG LIFE TOGETHER FILLED WITH--
WHOAAAA--
THUD
THESE THINGS HAPPEN.

HEY, RAT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
HITTING EVERY HOUSE IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD TO SEE IF THEY'RE INTERESTED IN McZEBRA FRANCHISING OPPORTUNITIES.
WHY WOULD THEY BE?
WHY? WHO WOULDN'T BE INTERESTED IN MAKING TONS OF CASH WHILE SERVING THE JUICIEST MEAT IN TOWN?
ZEBRA MEAT IT'S WHAT'S FOR DINNER.
THIS IS AWKWARD.

ANIMAL SHELTER
GRRR
Keel
Keel
GRRRRRR
RIP RIP TEAR TEAR
Gud dog
Gud dog
Keel
GRRRRRRR GRRRR GRRR
pt pt pt
pt pt pt
GRRRR
Unkeel

WHAT ARE YOU DOING, PIG?
JUST STARING AT OUR LIVING ROOM AND THINKING OF ALL THE MOMENTS IN OUR LIVES THAT HAVE HAPPENED HERE. IF ONLY THESE WALLS COULD TALK...
YOU'VE BORED US TO THE DEPTHS OF OUR STUDS.
I'VE WAITED TWENTY YEARS TO SAY THAT.

LARRY! WHY AREN'T YOU IN SCHOOL?
Peese. Shut mouf. Larry breeng you ded zeeba meat. Larry gud hunter now. Larry no need school.
YOU KILLED A ZEBRA? YOU? I CAN'T BELIEVE IT... BUT WHY IS THERE SO LITTLE MEAT?
TEN MORE McZEEBAS!!

HEY, PIG. IF THAT'S YOU, TONIGHT'S YOUR NIGHT TO DO THE DISHES.
HI, RAT. I GOT MARRIED. THIS IS MY WIFE. I'M MOVING OUT. IT WAS NICE BEING FRIENDS.
IF THIS IS YOUR WAY OF GETTING OUT OF THE DISHES, I'D SAY IT'S RATHER EXTREME.

I'M SORRY, BUT I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE OR WHAT YOU'RE DOING.
I'M SWEET FANNY. AND I'M YOUR BIGGEST FAN! I READ YOU IN THE COMICS EVERY DAY.
WELL, THAT'S VERY NICE, BUT I--
NO BUTS! NO BUTS! SWEET FANNY IS NOT A FAN OF THE BUTS! WE LOVE EACH OTHER! WE'RE MEANT FOR EACH OTHER! OUR DESTINY DEMANDS IT!
BUT THIS SEEMS RUSHED.
NO BUTS... 'I DO'S'.
DO YOU--
YES.

WHAT HAPPENED HERE?
My frend Bob choke on you Zeeburger... It have beeg bone.
OH MY.
Yeah... You keel my bess frend... Whuh you do now?
COMPLIMENTARY NACHOS?
OooOoooh.... Extra cheesy.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING, RAT?
BRINGING ZEBRA MEAT TO THE MASSES.
BUT YOU'RE FRIENDS WITH A ZEBRA.
YOU EAT BACON.
BACON TASTES GOOD.
ZEEBA MACS TASTE GREAT.
OKAY... JUST ONE MORE BITE.

Dear life...
I am writing to
you to express my
dissatisfaction.
First, I didn't
ask to be here.
You put me
here.
That started us
off on a bad
foot.
And right from
the quick
start, I'd think
you'd strive to
be a good host.
But no. You
fill this place
with unpleasant
surprises.
As if that's not enough,
at some point I
apparently cease to
exist, in a manner
that is most likely shocking,
painful, and tragic.
Can you say
'rip-off'?
Please provide a
refund.
WHERE DOES ONE
SEND THESE?

LOOKS LIKE SOMEBODY'S OPENING A FAST FOOD PLACE ON THE CORNER NEAR YOUR HOUSE.
SERVING WHAT?
SERVING...
...OH MY.
WHAT IS IT?
Two Zeeba Macs peese.
McZeebars
You deserve a dead zeeba today

PIGITA, I CAN EXPLAIN!
EXPLAIN IT TO MY FISTS OF FURY AS THEY RAIN DOWN UPON YOU AND YOUR FLOOZY'S WOOLY HEAD!!
SHAKE-A-SHAKE-A-SHAKE-SHAKE!
SHAKE-A-SHAKE-A-SHAKE-SHAKE!
SHAKE-A-SHAKE-A-SHAKE-SHAKE!
IT'S A COPING MECHANISM.

PIG, I THINK YOU’RE CHEATING ON ME. I WANT YOU TO SWEAR YOU’VE BEEN FAITHFUL AND NO CROSSING YOUR FINGERS BEHIND YOUR BACK.
I SWEAR. AND I’M NOT CROSSING MY FINGERS HERE, LOOK.
WE NEED TO TALK.

WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU GET REALLY DEPRESSED? WHEN EVERYTHING IN YOUR LIFE IS JUST TOO MUCH TO DEAL WITH?
I SHAKE MY MARACAS.
SHAKE-A-SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE
NOT A FAN?
NOT SO MUCH.

HURRY UP, PIG. WE'RE GONNA BE LATE FOR THE MOVIE!
HOLD ON, RAT... I’M TRYING ON A SWEATER AND WANT TO SEE HOW I LOOK.
LIKE THE STUD YOU ARE.
DO YOUR WOOL SWEATERS COME WITH THE SHEEP ATTACHED?

I'M STARTING TO THINK I MIGHT HAVE A STALKER. AND I THINK IT'S A SHEEP. AND I THINK SHE'S WATCHING EVERYTHING I DO.
DUDE, PLEASE... IF YOU'RE GONNA ACT LIKE A PARANOID WEIRDO, AT LEAST TURN THE OTHER WAY SO PEOPLE DON'T KNOW WE'RE TOGETHER.

BEHOLD! RAT, HAVE FIGURED OUT THAT THE KEY TO HAPPINESS IS TO LOWER YOUR EXPECTATIONS. SO I HAVE CREATED THE 'EXPECTATION CRUSHER'.
HOW'S IT WORK?
YOU WRITE DOWN EACH OF YOUR EXPECTATIONS ON THESE STRIPS OF PAPER AND PUT THEM IN HERE. THEN, THE EXPECTATION CRUSHER GRINDS THEM DOWN TO ONE LOW EXPECTATION YOU CAN MEET, MAKING YOU HAPPY. HERE, TRY IT.
LET'S SEE... I WANT TO BE LOVED BY EVERYONE... I WANT A MILLION FRIENDS... I WANT MY OWN AMUSEMENT PARK... I WANT A THOUSAND PONIES.
'I WANT A HAT.'
I'VE GOT THAT! I'VE GOT THAT!
HOW DID YOU DO THAT?!

I HAVE FOUNDED AN OPERA COMPANY.
YOU…WHO DO YOU HAVE THAT CAN SING OPERA?
NOBODY.
THEN WHAT DO YOU HAVE?
A FAT GUY DRESSED FUNNY.
IT’S NINETY PERCENT OF THE BATTLE.

WELL, THE DEPARTMENT'S SO TIRED OF MY ACCIDENTS THEY'RE NOW TALKING ABOUT TAKING AWAY MY BILLY CLUB.
CAN I SEE IT?
SURE.
NOT WHAT IT'S FOR.
THE NAME CONFUSED ME.

OFFICER POTUS... IS IT SAFE TO BE AROUND YOU?
YEAH. BECAUSE OF MY ACCIDENTAL SHOOTINGS, THE DEPARTMENT TOOK AWAY MY GUN. NOW ALL I HAVE IS A STUPID BILLY CLUB.
WHAM
WHAM WHAM WHAM
DANGEROUS LITTLE THING.

SO AS YOU CAN SEE, I JUST ADDED THE TWO AND NINE, WHICH IS ELEVEN, THEN I CARRIED THE ONE, AND...YES, LARRY, YOU HAVE A QUESTION...
Why you so boring?
No one like larry question.

American History Exam
QUESTION 1: Please state
the two main causes of the
Revolutionary War.
1) No one can sleep becus
Paul Rever yeling in street
like crzy person.
2) Too many tackes. And it
hurt to sit on a tackes.
GRADING PAPERS
SHOULDN’T MAKE
YOU CRY, MIKE.
I KNOW,
BOB, I
KNOW.

MORNING, SIR... I JUST CAME BY TO
TELL YOU THAT I’VE BEEN DEMOTED
A RANK. THE DEPARTMENT REALLY
FROWNED ON MY SHOOTING A CROC.
WHAT DID THEY
SAY?
THEY SAID THE NEXT TIME
I PULL THIS BABY OUT OF
ITS HOLSTER, I BETTER
BE A LOT MORE -
BOOM
THAT’S GONNA SMART.

TOP O' THE MORNIN', SIR! SORRY FOR DISTURBING YOU AGAIN, BUT I'M STILL AWFUL DETERMINED TO WORK OUT A COMPROMISE TWIXEN YOU AND THE CROCS.
NOT GONNA HAPPEN.
PLEASE, SIR, WORK WITH ME HERE.
I AM. BUT YOU'RE THE POLICE OFFICER. IF YOU WANT THE CROCS TO CHANGE, MAKE THEM.
I CAN'T MAKE THEM. I MEAN, SURE, I'M A COP, AND SURE, THEY GIVE ME ONE OF THESE, BUT THIS COMPRISE BUSINESS IS NOT ABOUT FORCE.
I CAN'T JUST WALK OVER THERE TO A HOUSE FILLED WITH NINETEEN CROCS AND --
EIGHTEEN.