Happy Thanksgiving! There were so many things I read about in Richie comics growing up that made me excited for adulthood so these things could be mine. One was the anti-collision stabilizer:
And the other was my very own bank deposit bag. Even though I never saw my parents heading to the bank with their bank deposit bags, I completely believed this was a real thing adults possessed. I’m disappointed I never got my own hot pink bag, but I suppose it’s good we don’t all walk around with them as it’s very easy to be robbed! Enjoy!
Richie, you don’t pull out your money in front of others! Did your parents teach you nothing? I am still surprised that bank deposit bag stores don’t really exist! And if you like that bank deposit bag story, (I love saying bank deposit bag), here’s another!
Well, that was just cute, good old fashioned fun until someone pulls a gun. I wonder why butterflies are just fluttering around Richie in the first panel? Or perhaps they are moths that ate away at his bank deposit bag, necessitating a new bag in the first story. The mind wonders…
One of my most often used phrases on here is “WHERE ARE THE ESTATE GUARDS???” and now I know why I say that after re-reading this terrifying story I read 80 times as a kid. Because in this story, they are everywhere and that concept must have solidified itself in my brain forever. This story scared the bejeebers out of me….
Can you imagine your sweet Mom calls you and then she transforms into a giant, scary man who is kidnapping you??? This story was frightening! And the angles and shadows were drawn so well, especially when the Riches are on the phone! Watching your child disappear in front of your eyes would be a nightmare!!!
It also unnerves me when the chummier, more bumbling crook that you think is not much of threat tries to murder Richie. “I’ll shoot ’em”. They are CHILDREN, Scrudd!!! Thank goodness the main crook doesn’t believe in male jewelry or Richie would be toast. Reminds me of this story where the “super fun” camp counselor is trying to murder Richie with arrows.
And the scene where the estate guards are firing on the truck I have never understood. They are looking forward, but holding the gun sideways. What??
Why “old bills”? No serial numbers perhaps?
If Richie had less playhouses lying about gathering dust, there would be less hiding places for all these bad guys.
I would feel bad leaving you unsettled from that scary story, so here is Reggie being his usual annoying putz self in a very fun story!
Good heavens, the pool was just cleaned! We can’t have this lot germing it up with their poverty! Oh shuddup Reggie! Happy Holidays!