Curtis is one of those strips that spends most of its time circling around the same 10 or so jokes, and it does it with such workmanlike skill that I read and enjoy it daily even though I don’t really talk about it much here. I will say that after so many years it clearly gets tougher coming up with variations on the template, which is why I’m excited that this installment of “Barry is disgusted by Curtis mooning over Michelle” is about to take a turn into surrealistic body horror, with his intestines bursting through his OshKosh B’goshes and flailing all over the place.
Dick Tracy, 3/25/19
Well, the press has finally settled on its nickname for the serial killer who’s murdering all those teachers, and it’s … “The Teacher’s Pet”? Do … do they know this name usually signifies an affectionate relationship with a teacher? I dunno, maybe it’s OK that the newspapers are all going bankrupt.
Rex Morgan, M.D., 3/25/19
“I have to say, this is quite the odd coincidence, of the sort that might lay the groundwork for an intriguing storyline!”
“I can see why you might think that at first glance, but let me assure you that the actual explanation is entirely banal.”
“Oh well! I suppose I’ll just sit here facing forward in silence for the rest of the flight, then. Good luck to you!”