Normally, I’d applaud the do-or-die last minute play call, but giving the ball to Zeke and expecting him to keep his head in the game when he hasn’t eaten in, I dunno, eight minutes? Kudos to the home team for strategically situating a food vendor, too…
Technically, TWO tributes: Stu and Jimmy V are still greatly missed in real life, but here in Flea Flickers land, their hearts’ll keep beating.
Hey, give the rhino some credit! After all, up until two years ago, he thought goat was spelled G-H-O-T-E.
Hey, there’s the Simpson softball episode jinx and the Space Jam Monstar jinx…why should they get to have all the fun? And, if you enjoy the strips, feel free to acquire our book, “Most Everything Surprises Me, But That’s Not the Point!” available online at Amazon, Target, Barnes & Noble, Books-A-Million, and Wal-Mart 🙂
One thing’s for certain: if Robert The Meerkat is the smartest one in the room, everyone else in the room is dumber.
Whereas last time we featured a strip with referees, this time out we offer a spotlight on the Flea Flickers universe’s OTHER zebras: actual zebras!
“Don’t take human (or animal, in our case) officiating out of pro sports,” purists say. “You need the imperfect human (see above) element,” they say. Well, perhaps, but ever wonder what might’ve happened if they had taken the imperfect human (can’t blame critters for this one) element out of the decision to green-light New CokeContinue reading “That’s reffed up, man!”
Pretty impressive research by a rhino that got a D+ in World History…when he retook it.
You’ve heard of trash compactors? Meet Zekinald T. Rhino, trash-talker compactor.
You won’t find some of Our Heroes just in our new book, gang; they also periodically (no literary pun intended) grace the cover of the #1 sports mag out there! And whether it’s a partial disrobing in victory, a perplexing quest to keep playing long past one’s prime, or a little comic relief, these guysContinue reading “Ain’t just Jimmy Dean on the cover of a magazine…”