Some of you may have wondered what the deuce I was talking about yesterday when I said “Meanwhile, Jimmy’s dad has a theory that actually makes sense: The Detroit Tigers were Method Man high when they drafted a no-talent pinkie-flapping retard like Jimmy.” If you were wise, you just ignored it.
Today I realized my error: my brain dyslexified the word “46TH” into the word “HIGH.” So I thought Jimmy’s dad was referring to “the high round.” (c’mon…you can see how that happened, can’t you? No? Well then you try making sense of this comic every day, and see what it does to your brain. )
Speaking of stupid…Jimmy’s dad is sure stupid to think he can make his son not be stupid. Sure, some late rounders became stars in the majors, but Jimmy Hughes is no Mike Piazza. (Though he might be as brilliant as Jose Canseco.)
Meanwhile in Kalamazoo, El-Mullet is feeling rather uncomfortable, as he’s been forced to ride in Mrs. Benson’s one-seater with her AND her chins.