An embarrassment of riches in today’s funny pages! I present to you five one-panel short takes.
From Luann, 4/18/05
I dare you to use the phrase “She’s a honey … but you’re sugar” in conversation with someone with whom you’re trying to ingratiate yourself romantically. I dare you.
From Apartment 3-G, 4/18/05
And by “she,” I’m pretty sure she means Margo. “Seriously, I can’t believe they let you in. What are you doing here?”
From Rex Morgan, M.D., 4/18/05
“Why weren’t you invited? Because Buck likes men, June. Real men with cleft chins and tight jeans and thick coats of forearm hair. Now you make sure that thumbsucker is out of my sight and my breakfast is ready by the time I’m back from the tent-pitching, you hear?”
From Mary Worth, 4/18/05
Be careful what you wish for: after three weeks of Mary filing patient reports, you will beg to see Anna and Brian quoting Richard Bach at one another again.
From B.C., 4/18/05
No, but seriously: what the f— oh, why do I even bother?