Every time I bother to leave my squalid home to face the pockmarked landscape of abandoned mini malls that I call my neighborhood, people stop me on the streets to talk about how much they love my duck posts. “Never enough duck posts!” That’s what I always hear. Good thing my enthusiasm for cartoon ducks without pants knows no bounds.
Here’s a trippy little drugged-out tale by my favorite cartoonist ever, Carl Barks. Huey, Dewey & Louie trick “Unca Donald” into thinking that he’d slept to the far-off futuristic year, 1990. Yeah, it’s your typical Rip Van Winkle scenario, but the ether (used to “doctor his cheap gasoline”) freak-out really makes this never reprinted oddity a great read around the ol’ lava lamp.