Saturday comics … IN MY PANTS!
Mark Trail, 10/13/07
I am heaving (hopefully not premature) thanks up to the Gods of Comics that this lame, lame, lame-ass Mark Trail storyline is finally meandering to a halt. I have disliked it both for its numerous lapses in logic and good sense and for its failure to produce a target for Mark’s fists. For the most part, I have ignored this plot in the hopes that it would go away, but I feel compelled to point out the pink stripe arching up from Evil Developer Jr.’s temple in panel three. What appears from most angles to be a lustrous, curly head of hair is actually one of the most epic combovers in human history, a work of cosmetological engineering as impressive in its own way as the Hoover Dam. Still, for all the effort that’s gone into it, it’s only staving off the inevitable, and the son will have to follow dad’s example and switch to the Lollypop Guild ’do eventually.
Mary Worth, 10/13/07
“…I want to give you this item of great importance … that’s IN MY PANTS!”
Rex Morgan, M.D., 10/13/07
“…a .38 special revolver … IN MY PANTS!”
Jesus, every time I try to ignore the subtext in Rex Morgan, the text gets less sub. I’ll bet you’d like to learn how to shoot, Niki. Also, does anyone else think the “Y?” hat is a little flirty? This kid is totally asking for it.
Pluggers, 10/13/07
Note to self: Acquire separate business phone line post haste.
Ludendorff's Ghost
October 14th, 2007 at 7:33 pm
Whoever’s writing RMMD *has* to know what impression they’re creating.
They have to.
Don’t they?
zen velo
October 14th, 2007 at 7:33 pm
so Rex just wants to hop in the sack with Niki: to teach him that old basic training drill: “this is my weapon, and this is my gun, this is for killing and this is for fun”
first?
Timbo
October 14th, 2007 at 7:34 pm
Where in the hell is the real Shirley? I thought this was a big build up to Homer reuniting with his ex and maybe lay some eggs with her.
Little A.
October 14th, 2007 at 7:34 pm
I think that you have a dirty mind, Josh. Not.
Non-Shannon
October 14th, 2007 at 7:36 pm
That’s it Josh–finally, everyone’s a Plugger! Including YOU!
Sarah Marie
October 14th, 2007 at 7:36 pm
I can’t stand Vera’s limp, tacked on ponytail. It makes her head look like a donkey’s butt.
Weaselboy
October 14th, 2007 at 7:36 pm
You’d think a guy (bear, whatever) who can afford to have his name embroidered on his shirt could afford a separate phone line for his business.
evie oh oh
October 14th, 2007 at 7:39 pm
Hmmm. I’m more interested in the idea that pluggers not only work from home but also feel the need to wear uniforms complete with nametags. You’re a plugger if you are the only person who works at your company. And your company is named after you. And you still need to identify your Joe-ness.
Artist formerly known as Ben
October 14th, 2007 at 7:45 pm
The RMMD text is becoming less sub? Does that mean it’s turning into domtext?
Anonymous
October 14th, 2007 at 7:46 pm
#6 Sarah Marie — Yeah, Vera’s ponytail is pretty bad…but compared to her brother’s hairdo, it’s a step up. Seriously, what kind of guy sits down in the chair and tells the stylist “I want the same cut you give Mary Worth!”?
Hillz
October 14th, 2007 at 7:47 pm
Wait, isn’t the idea of a male working from home sort of, I don’t know, east-coast liberalish? What this edition of Pluggers fails to mention, then, is that female bear Edna (?) actually works full time and is only in the kitchen to pick up the lunch that “Joe” has packed for her, as her busy day as a corporate executive leaves her little time to eat. Joe will spend the day taking the kids to and from various parks, hoping that one day a customer will call on one of Edna’s few vacation days, allowing our Plugger friend a day of peace from the children. Good for you, Pluggers! Good luck in your enlightened, feminist and slightly emasculating ways!
Baka Gaijin
October 14th, 2007 at 7:48 pm
Yesterthread responses
#196 Dingo: Von’s nice, but I keep slapping Drew. I like not getting fired for slapping Drew instead of the coworkers who deserve it. Slap! Take that, James who keeps messing with my chair. Slap! Slap! Slap!
#209 Misha Handbasket: You’re right again; calling mobster “fried chicken on a stick” isn’t cool. Come on over and see for yourself that Japanese public restrooms usually have both Japanese and western fixtures.
#219 Dariaclone: Don’t worry about squatting; between modernization of public bathrooms and addition of handicapped stalls, you’re covered. Be sure to play with the washolet in your hotel room. Absolutely set the temperature to low unless you want hot cross buns. If you’re lucky you get a fixture with a dryer in it.
#221: Dingo: Yeah, looks easy in the presentation but those holes in the ground aren’t built for big gaijin men, you know, the ones who need to shop at Akira’s Big and Sumo shop (i.e. over 6 feet tall). Don’t get me started on shoes.
John C Fremont
October 14th, 2007 at 7:49 pm
That Plugger probably runs his own plumbing business or tow truck business. We’ve got a lot of those guys around here. Yep, they’re Pluggers. Oh crap, so am I.
I’m a Plugger, he’s a Plugger,
She’s a Plugger, we’re a Plugger,
Wouldn’t you like to be a Plugger too?
…Wait, has that already been done before?
Slither
October 14th, 2007 at 7:50 pm
If I asked my male mentor to take me for a shooting lesson, and all he could come up with was a puny .38 Special revolver, I’d be pretty pissed off. How about some .30 caliber rifles and 12-gauge shotguns? Teach that kid how to shoot a .38 revolver, and soon he’ll be using one to kill fellow gang bangers who wear their hats the same way they do. Y? Because that’s what kids do tthese days!
jules
October 14th, 2007 at 7:53 pm
MW: Ew. But seriously, look at Von’s tiny, tiny right hand. Hard to believe he can lift whatever he’s taking out of the drawer with such a wee little hand. Dr. Reducto would have an absolute fit if he saw that perfect, small right hand…
Hysterical Woman
October 14th, 2007 at 7:58 pm
Thanks for the free advertisement, but it’s y!Gallery, not y?Gallery.
(Caution: Don’t look for the y!Gallery at work)
AhClem
October 14th, 2007 at 8:01 pm
JP – Could Wilson and Barreto be lurking here and reading the comments? Unless I’m mistaken, Sophie appears to be sprouting training boobs in the first panel. And I’m not the only one; judging from Sam’s leer and his creepy “Sure honey … I’ll come up and see you later!”, he’s spotted them, too.
Am I a bad person for noticing this?
Rainbird
October 14th, 2007 at 8:02 pm
7 Weaselboy Perhaps that is the whole point. The whole world is now made up of pluggers.
Josh, I agree with you. Makes me want to rush out and get a sepearte phone line for my business.
Perhaps it should be something like “Pluggers don’t have cell phones.”
john sweet
October 14th, 2007 at 8:08 pm
so, the guy in the apartment next to mine who deals crack and only has a cell phone, he’s a plugger? and here i thought he couldn’t move any lower down the evolutionary chain.
BangPowOuch
October 14th, 2007 at 8:13 pm
Mary Worth becomes even more embarrassing than usual with the addition of an a blue-shorted quasi-man character who looks like a cross between a gay porn star, a buff, frightening, blond creature from an old Nazi propaganda poster, and Rosie O’Donnell. I would like to see the sexual union that produced that genetic car crash! Wait. No I wouldn’t.
Skullturf Q. Beavispants
October 14th, 2007 at 8:13 pm
Yeah, this is yet another one of those Plugger strips that’s far too broad. In trying for that “heh heh, yep, I sure can relate to that” reaction, they’ve singled out a characteristic that’s common to a lot of different kinds of jobs that are typically associated with a variety of demographic groups. People who work from home include not only folks who have their own roofing or carpentry business, but also musicians, therapists, freelance writers, or what have you. In fact, I’d think that regardless of your job, working out of your home would tend to imply a certain level of control over your own career and not being a slave to a time clock or a shift manager breathing down your neck.
jdeuel
October 14th, 2007 at 8:22 pm
I probably find pluggers more entertaining than anyone else alive. Every time I read it I’m like “darnit, I know that guy”
then again, that’s obviously it’s angle.
Hank
October 14th, 2007 at 8:35 pm
RE: Pluggers. As someone else noted, a lot of people who own repair businesses and/or work in skilled trades have the same telephone and home numbers AND wear shirts with their names on them. It’s far too common to provoke the level of surprise and mockery that some here seem to have reserved for it.
Charles
October 14th, 2007 at 8:35 pm
The Sunday edition of Pluggers is normally the vague, everybody-is-a-Plugger edition, not anything on a weekday!
AlmostAGhost
October 14th, 2007 at 8:36 pm
#21, Yea… but in Plugger world, they don’t have music, therapy, or freelance writing. So the comic wasn’t as broad as you’d think.
Jennifer
October 14th, 2007 at 8:37 pm
Yes, it is getting to the point where it’ll be something like, “You’re a Plugger if you have four fingers and an opposable thumb!” Which, of course, rules out many construction workers, do-it-yourself-ers, and war veterans… and, frankly, the entire Plugger cast. But still.
Jamus The Bartender
October 14th, 2007 at 8:38 pm
MT: Evil Developer looks a lot like Adam Susan from V For Vendetta. The book, not the movie. They even have similar dialogue. “Send Homer some flowers with my apologies, and cancel all leaves. Oh yes, and all looters and ducks are to be shot. That will be all. England Prevails.”
Team MP
October 14th, 2007 at 8:41 pm
Josh, I cannot believe that you are hatin’ on MT and its recent plot. I mean, just the other day the same thing happened to me. The Man is building a new Target on Harvey St. over there and I was on the job site helping out. We came across some Canadian geese and I chained myself to the nest to prevent a bulldozer from running them over.
I beat the living shit out of some guys who tried to use bolt cutters from the Menard’s up the street to have me removed and harm the nest.
Then it started to rain and the sewer backed up. I ran over to Sears and bought a Craftsman pump. Pumped all of that shit right out of there.
Then a big worm-like thing attacked the nest. You know, like in that movie Tremors with Kevin Bacon. So I bought a .38 and some ammo from the Dick’s Sporting Goods across the street and totally wasted that thing. Kevin and Rex would’ve been so proud.
There was also this random guy from the local paper who kept wanting to punch things and then write about it. Not sure what that was all about.
Anyway, so before you get all judgmental about a lack of a discernible timeline or plot twists that couldn’t be any more ridiculous, just keep in mind that this could happen to anyone.
Josh Millard
October 14th, 2007 at 8:50 pm
You know what’s way too goddam small for it’s own good? That Plugger’s hat.
Creepy small. Clown car small.
Poteet
October 14th, 2007 at 8:52 pm
MT — Thank you, Josh, for explaining that hairdo on Junior. I was afraid I was hallucinating.
Hot to Trotsky
October 14th, 2007 at 8:55 pm
RMMD- Let’s get your sleeping bag, Niki. And by sleeping bag, of course, I mean condom.
Lola
October 14th, 2007 at 9:02 pm
It looks like Dr. Morgan is a hat man!
Buck Ripsnort
October 14th, 2007 at 9:04 pm
That not a comb-over on Strangely-Unbearded-For-A-Mark-Trail-Villain-Guy; it’s a Plugger Mohawk. It’s actually a hair-style in 3 separate pieces!
RaJ
October 14th, 2007 at 9:12 pm
Christ, Rex’s expression in panel two is a bummer. I have never seen him so melancholy. He must be having a pretty serious flashback. Because, while I don’t think he’s a veteran of any war, I do think he’s probably accidentally shot and killed somebody… like, a patient in his hospital… while they were lying on a gurney, prostrate… with juvenile leukemia.
“We’ll talk to your mom about it… another mother to talk to… I was reaching for the defibrillator, oh god!”
J.Noble
October 14th, 2007 at 9:20 pm
RM: Anyone else think that Chris Hanson from Dateline’s ‘To Catch a Predator’ should make a cameo?:
“What are you doing here? Have a seat. Eat some cookies. According to these transcripts, you were going to show this young boy your “gun” and you asked him to get his ’sleeping bag’. What were you planning on doing?”
Electro
October 14th, 2007 at 9:37 pm
In keeping with the ‘in my pants’ theme, what was it that the evil developer couldn’t believe he was doing in panel one? Getting a blow job under his desk from the receptionist while staring at his son?
Joe Btfsplk
October 14th, 2007 at 9:58 pm
#7 Weaselboy – That’s not his name on the shirt. He calls his repair business “Joe’s” because he found the shirt at Goodwill for $1.39, and didn’t want to waste it.
Misha Handbasket
October 14th, 2007 at 10:26 pm
Baka Gaijin @ #12: I’d love to, believe me. First, though, are the getting-through-school and getting-a-paying-job steps, followed by the convincing-my-sweetie-to-go step. ^_^
sally
October 14th, 2007 at 11:30 pm
Hey, lay off Mary Worth. At least the V-twins’ tennis attire is of the same era as their 1950’s wooden tennis racquets. Can you imainge how many hours of hard research it took to achieve such consistency?
Squeak
October 14th, 2007 at 11:39 pm
I got whiplash looking at Mark Trail! Chin rubbing thoughtfulness -BAM – finger thrusting assertiveness – BAM – shoulder squeezing buddyness. I can’t keep up with so many mood swings in just three panels.
ArbuckleLovesLyman
October 15th, 2007 at 7:22 am
HIS FACE! Oh god, Rex Morgan’s face in Panel three! There is only one word for it – rape-tastic.
That Fuzzy Bastard
October 15th, 2007 at 7:42 am
Y’all are getting RMMD all wrong. Rex is not the predator here; he’s the patsy. This streetwise kid has lost all his possessions and is now dependent on these goddamn hicks until he can get back to his ‘hood and re-establish himself as the baddest motherfucker on the block. But he’ll be damned if he isn’t gonna get a sweet-ass piece of untraceable handgun outta the deal. Poor Rex—here he thought he was going to have a warm feeling of do-gooderness, but all he’s gonna get is the warm feeling of urine running down his leg as Niki yells “Don’t you move, and don’t you fuckin’ call the cops, and just maybe I let your sweet little lady live!”
McManx
October 15th, 2007 at 8:18 am
MT – Vonn (with apologies to Blazing Saddles): “Pardon me while I whip this out…”
RM – (Chris Hanson narration) “Under the code name ‘Niki’, we’ve been in the chat room for weeks with ‘Ben_Dover_12in’. He’s actually a local doctor, Rex Morgan. Now he’s met our decoy ‘Niki’ in a local sporting goods store…” (Dialog) “…Let’s get your sleeping bag.” (Director’s voice over) “Okay, there’s the hook! Cue Chris Hanson… sick bastard…”
Buddy and Hopkins Hilarious Cartoons
October 15th, 2007 at 9:04 am
At first I’d be weary to leave my car with someone who has to first move his lawn mower out of his garage to fit me in, but then, after seeing his name on his shirt, I’d feel relieved and confident in his abilities.
Bud
October 15th, 2007 at 9:28 am
Rex may be too old to IM, but he’s not too old to cap Niki with his “special revolver”. Now put your hat on the right way, you little bastard…
Calico
October 15th, 2007 at 9:53 am
Jesus Christ, I’m a Plugger. (Weeping silently into my coffee)
However, I DO have a cell phone that has become so much a part of me lately it feels like the SP nurse with the dead fetus on her head.
Canaduck
October 15th, 2007 at 10:20 am
What the hell kind of animal have they got mounted on the wall behind Rex and Niki? Is that Yoda? A housecat? Or is that not supposed to be a trophy head at all? I’m going to be really embarrassed if the next fifteen commenters tell me it’s a clock.
thor_ate_my_baby
October 15th, 2007 at 1:41 pm
Oh my god, I think Rex Morgan is a republican
ArbuckleLovesLyman
October 16th, 2007 at 7:50 am
Uhm, I know it’s old and that I already commented, but I’d really like to point out that you can put anything in Rex Morgan’s speech bubble in panel three, and it will be creepy and sexual. For example ” . . . how about cheeseburgers?” or ” . . . let’s head out” or even ” . . . I’m not a pedophile!”.
If panel three were on a shirt, I’d buy seven and wear one every day.