THE CRUMBCAST 18
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Crumble Cult 
Ah, this makes me laugh. She definitely knows how to handle him!
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Methinks she has him by the short and curlies… 😛
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Lol! Yes. 😂
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Dear Tony,
Zelda is a hella cool chick. I can see why Ernest loves her.
All My Love,
Jennifer
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I can too. There’s no one quite like her, I’m thinking. 😉
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Hilarious! Love Zelda’s smug look in the final frame.
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Ha ha ha! Well, I guess she has every right to feel smug!
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You posting that song is a terrific response to this strip, Jeff. I had heard of the band Daniel Amos but had never heard any of their stuff until now. 🙂
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Oh, that’s how women know when men are looking: our eyes turn into boobs!
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Yes, it’s a most unfortunate affliction. I’m getting my eyeballs fitted for a bra tomorrow actually. Wish me luck! 😛
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Next time you need to take her right there behind the bench. Teach her to make you horny in public.
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My wife laughed at this comment, Shel. You really tickled her funny bone! 😛
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you’re a dirty dirty man, you! lololol.
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Who? Moi? 😛
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