I have been Slackey McSlackerson with this poor little rich blog and with Comic-con virtual this year, I wasn’t even inspired to do my once a year “I’m going to Comic-con” post! But, a lovely reader asked yesterday if I had any Dollar stories so I searched the blog and discovered I have only posted ONE Dollar story! I hang my head in shame!
I went on a mission this morning to find some Dollar and on my search I found this amazing Cadbury story! And you know I love me some Cadbury..
I love them saying Freaky! And I love Cadbury’s outfit! And Nurse Jenny, who knew she was a secret hottie? She should have kept the long hair, perhaps she could have attracted Cadbury’s eye.
I looked up what “immies” means, it is apparently a type of marble so Cadbury is just saying “lost their marbles”. Which reminds me of a funny Regina story where Richard thinks she is going crazy because someone tells him she’s “lost her marbles”, but she legitimately loses Richie’s marbles, and then they say she has “bats in the belfry”, but she legit is knocking bats out of the belfry with a broom. Looks like I have more research to do to find that story! And now back to Dollar…
I asked myself why I haven’t posted much with Dollar and I think I was so annoyed by the cartoon Dollar who always acted like a complete idiot that it poisoned my view of good ol’ comic book Dollar who is smart and capable and like a dog version of Cadbury. Which segues perfectly to this story:
Jeez Richie, fat shaming much? Just kidding, I love politically incorrect fat jokes in Richie comics, they always make me laugh. See below post for a plump post:
And now to another fun switcheroo Dollar story, what if Richie were the pet?
It never ceases to amaze/annoy me that any crook at any time can just wander into the Rich mansion. Where are the estate police? Why don’t they lock the front door and windows? And why even enter the house, there is money literally blowing around from the money laundry conveyor belt or exploding from overfilled vaults all over the estate. Just scale the wall, hold out a sack with a dollar sign on it, thousands will blow into your sack and you’re out, no cops or dog bites required.
And now, one more Dollar story for the day, poor Dollar gets his little heart broken, but it all ends well!
Aw, back together again and the play was twice as dramatic! I must say the farmer/Texan person was a fortune teller, how did he know about the “world situation” we are all currently going through. Prophetic indeed. Hope you enjoyed and I have gathered more stories from my morning research so I will be posting again soon. 🙂