Yet another panel you’ll never see in the legacy version of “Peanuts.”
Bearded Bamboozler
While driving south from San Francisco recently, Mike Molony stopped in Paso Robles and was momentarily puzzled to discover he was the object of the admiring glances of passerby.
He soon caught on. The men of the town had gone in for whisker growing in observance of the annual Pioneer Day celebration and Mike’s distinguished white beaver, a thing of beauty, virtually established him as king for a day.
Not one to holler copper, Mike permitted himself to be lionized by several home guard enthusiasts as a local pioneer and ventured a few ad lib historical comments. Among other things he recalled the last Indian raid on Paso Robles, back in ’93 he thought it was, and the blood-curdling yells of the marauding redskins. Continue reading

Note: This is an encore post from 2006.




Note: This is an encore post from 2005 and 
Clifford Rue was a man who was ahead of his time and behind on the payments to his bookie.
A man once made the comment about Tijuana:


Memorable Speech

