Bob should take some small comfort in knowing that he is not the only political candidate that has had to reveal their personal emails after using their private email account for official emails related to their important government jobs.
But hey! you can get away with a lot when you are a panda, right, Mr. Pookie Bear?
“…and don’t forget the Binky Bars!”
Sunday’s cartoon was a lot of fun for me, and not just because of my coffee slinging history. I like it when Mehitabel has a chance to wig out and give the pandas a little what for.
Several people wrote in their comments that they would love to have a #WeREndangered coffee mug too, so I got right on it. I have a very neglected Cafe Press store, where you can buy things with various members of the Panda Chronicles on them. I know it is really time for some updated inventory, but only so many hours of the day and all that, you know.
I’ve long been wanting to design something with the Pandy Kindy in their Fez Mobile (or as I like to call it, their mobile fez-book app) and it occurred to me that this was the perfect place!
What could be more endangered than joyriding pandas NOT wearing seat belts?
Because I love the idea that people can find my pandas here and read them for free, I try not to lean too heavily on the potential money making aspects of panda satire, because, that would be …um…annoying. However, making a little filthy lucre from selling books and panda satire products, does make it possible for me to keep doing this. At least until I get a MacArthur Genius Grant for Panda Satire, at which time I will just leave piles of my books on street corners for anyone who wants them…
And lest we forget that there STILL is no MacArthur Grant for Panda Satire….
So head over to the Cafe Press Pandyland store and order a couple of #WeREndangered coffee mugs! Heck! order a bunch for all your friends, and remember, without pandas, there can be no panda satire!
Thanks for being the bear! Stay tuned to this station for some exciting announcements in the very near future, about panda princesses political perpetrations!
Bob T. Panda
Oh dear. How was Bob to know that he shouldn’t send official campaign emails through his private email account? I mean, he is a panda and it’s really hard to type on all those little tiny keys when you have big furry paws. Why should he have to remember more than one password, for crying out loud? It’s not like more than…um…three people voted for him.
Well, Bob may have some competition in the next election cycle. I’ve heard rumors that Babette de Panda may throw her chapeau into the ring, and Pinky may not be content with being an icon.
Vote for pandas! We’re endangered!
And…um, if you were procrastinating getting your taxes done, it’s time to bear up and get it done. I tried to find an amusing story to link to, but the only thing that didn’t make my head hurt was my own cartoon from last Friday. Sorry.
Be the Bear!
Bob T. Panda
The Panda Revenue Service wants YOU! Because once again, at least in the United S of A, it is tax time, which means hand over that wallet!! Fortunately, the Panda Kindergarten Accounting Service is ready, willing and…um…well, while not exactly able, they do have an adding machine…to help you with your calculations.
They will be looking very closely at the returns of any known cats, as you may well imagine, because …um CATS!!!!!!
Will Bob ever learn? Will Mehitabel ever get the better of the panda kindergarten?
And because it is good to have something to laugh at through your tears, here are some of our other favorites to help you procrastinate just a little longer this weekend!
And it was ever thus….
Much better to take a selfie with pandas!
You say you want a resolution, well, you know, it is hard to change a bear….I love Pinky when she is sorry she did something.
And if you want to get into some serious procrastination this weekend, wouldn’t it be a good idea to order all the http://www.yourbrainonpandas.com/book-table/ for your very own? They contain HOURS of procrastinatory panda goodness!
Okay then….where did I put my income records?
Be the Bear,
Bob T. Panda
It is really hard to make stuff up that is any funnier than what I hear on the news in real life. As you may know, (or may not, if you don’t pay attention to these sorts of things) that Washington State has legalized the sale and possession of Marijauna for consenting adults over the age of 21. Colorado, and possibly the District of Columbia have done so as well.
I listened in unabashed amusement, as I heard of a town in southeastern Washington that had gone one step further. Yep, the city council of North Bonneville had voted to open their own pot store. As much as I am not a fan of Foxy News, they did have the best (meaning most inflammatory) story about this.
Of course, Zoonooz had to comment on this.
Yo, don’t bogart that agenda, boys, pass it over to me….
Yeah, I know this doesn’t have anything to do with pandas.
Be the Bear (and pass the brownies!)
Bob T. Panda
…we are poofed by a magical wand? This question has come up frequently (well, it does around here, I don’t know how often you come up against this problem!) at the offices at The Institute for Contemporary Panda Satire! Just where do we go when we are “poofed”?
We recently heard a story on NPR about an office in Tokyo, where nine cats live and work side by side with all the people in the office. They claim that it reduces the stress levels in their employees. I don’t know if my stress levels would be reduced if I arrived at my desk to find a great big hairball barfed up on a report I had been working on for two weeks. But hey, maybe that’s just me.
Anyway, when considering where Mehitabel would end up when Pinky “poofed” her, I thought that maybe this would be a good place for her to go.
Mehitabel! Can you take a meeting?
I didn’t know they worked, either, Bob.
Be the Bear, and if you can’t be a bear, be the cat!
Bob T. Panda
A recent article by noted international Pandologist Henry Nicholls was brought to my attention by alert reader, Susan S. In the article, Nicholls talks about how wild pandas don’t …um…have that embarrassing problem that some zoo pandas have. Those pandas really know how to go wild!
Of course we of The Institute for Contemporary Panda Satire felt compelled to embarrass zoo pandas one more time. I mean, it’s what we do around here, isn’t it?
Thanks guys! No, really.
Oh, you brute!
Be the Bear,
Bob T. Panda
I could hear the cries of despair from Mehitabel’s fans (and yes, she does have them) and I had no intention of letting her disappearance be permanent. So yes, the cat came back.
And so did Bob!
Despite the fact that Bob is still wearing his vacation outfit, he’s back and ready to report, observant as ever!
um…”ooopsie”?
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! Look at that adorable face! Frosting wouldn’t melt in her mouth.
Will there be some consequences for Miss Pinky? Hmmmmmm… tune in next week.
Be the Bear,
Bob T. Panda
Ooopsie! Here, kitty, kitty! Where are you?
Where does one go when one gets poofed by Pinky? I’m afraid I must admit to a certain amount of irresponsibility. I mean, this is fiction, right? Do I have to have an answer for everything???? Meanwhile, Pinky has to answer to a higher authority for her actions.
Yes: her mom. Just because she is now living on her own in real life, doesn’t mean the same rules apply here.
Now where did that cat go?
Small bears will get into trouble, won’t they?
Be the Bear!
Bob T. Panda
Why, oh why, did Mehitabel not listen to me? I warned her about picking that precocious princess of panditude for her temporary co-host. Pick Mr. Wu, I suggested. he’s become a responsible sub-adult panda, as his work with Inspector Panda has shown. But no. You had to go for the big star, the Smithsonian icon, figuring it would boost Zoonooz’s ratings for sweeps week.
And look where it got you.
I was really afraid this was going to happen. We warned you about that Ides of March thingie, didn’t we?
I can’t help it. I love to draw Pinky when she gets all upset, and…um…poofy. My bad. But where did she go? I guess I’ll find out when you do. That’s what happens when you make Pinky mad. Bad stuff.
Be the Bear,
Bob T. Panda