Ha ha, it’s funny because the old men hate their wives
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Marvin, 12/7/24
Black Friday? Enh. Small business Saturday? Whatever. Cyber Monday? Who cares. The real biggest shopping day of the year, as anyone tapped into the retail scene knows, is December 7th, the day that shall live in infamy. Millions of Americans will spend the day solemnly remembering the sneak attack on Pearl Harbor by buying a bunch of shitty presents for their spouses that their spouses won’t like. It’s the reason for the season!
Mary Worth, 12/7/24
The thing about today’s Mary Worth is that it’s pretty funny as is but it’s really funny if you imagine every line being barked out as mirthlessly and sarcastically as possible. Give it a shot! Imagine that these two really dislike each other at the level of intensity that normal people would dislike Mary Worth and/or Wilbur Weston!
Hi and Lois, 12/7/24
I agree that snitching is bad, Ditto, but writing your name on the cookie box was a terrible choice. You just lost all plausible deniability! You self-snitched, which is just embarrassing.
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Mary Worth Mashups
Lois:
Never looks, or cleans, under her spawns’ beds.
Mum of the decade, ladies and laddies!
MW:
You know how you can add the words “in bed” to any fortune cookie tag line and the phrase acquires a different and more dynamic meaning? Well, I’ve just discovered that this technique works with all Mary Worth dialogue bubbles, too!
Wary Morth:
Weelbur: “Thanks again for being willing to climb into a submarine for me! Ever since I fell off that cruise ship, I’ve been scared of being under the water!”
Mary: “My pleasure! While I’m in charge…(looks Weelbur kver critically)… I’ll rename the column ‘Das Bloat’.”
@Bob Tice:
Where *is* Little Jimmy Aged 13 these days?
@Baja Gaijin:
Who is Neddy celebrating with, Weelbur or Mary?
Your number one reminds me of the O Henry story of a safecracker who was trying to go straight, fell in love with a banker’s daughter, and then had to break open the bank safe to rescue her brother. Mary in that position would have let Weelbur starve.
@Ukranazi Stepan:
Did someone have Little Jimmy Aged 13 in the Dead Pool?
For that matter, does anyone have Buster the Dog in the dead pool?
Marvin purists might be worried that the strip is moving away from its founding principle of feces-based humor, but if you look closely at todays strip you’ll notice at least one giant piece of shit.
MW: “Enjoy it while you can! When I return, I’m taking it back” /long, awkward silence/ “I mean, you’ll give it back to me” /silence continues/ “If you like.” /more silence/ “If I…deserve it?” /Mary’s door slowly closes a la final scene in The Godfather/
H&L: Ha, it’s funny because Dot feels pretty bad about ratting her brother out. She knew it was wrong but reflexively did it anyhow.
H and L:
“What happened to all the cookies in the cookie jar?”
“Woodrow Wilson’s brother-in-law Hunter deButts took them. But President Wilson pardoned him for doing so.”
“That makes perfect sense, Dot! — thanks for sharing!”
MW: Today’s weirdly coy dialogue is more believable if you substitute the word “head” for “advice”—and it would also go some way towards explaining the insane expressions Wilbur and Mary have on their faces. Also, they’re both acting like they’re stoned.
MW:
In a miracle befitting the season, the dialogue bubble in the first panel completely obscures the view of Wilbur’s obnoxious hair strands — think of it as a total follicular eclipse. Sadly, though, and true to form, they return in the second panel.
FC-“And not the clip art car that Daddy cuts and pastes into these comics.”
MW-Wrapping up? We can’t have another week of these two sitting around contemplating the mysteries of muffins.
MW-And Mary will be taking a chunk of Wilbur’s paycheck too while he is gone.
Mary Worth: Does Wilbur have an actual editor at the newspaper? If so, it would be surprising that they’re just fine with him having a random elderly neighbor fill in for him as advice columnist during his frequent long-term absences. Then again, they’re already fine having Wilbur Weston write their advice column, so I guess this is just yet more evidence of the print news industry’s ultimate decline and fall.
Hi and Lois: So Ditto keeps cookies in a flimsy cardboard box on the carpet under his bed? I imagine if we saw the other side of that box, we’d notice some little holes where the rats get in. Or it could be any overlooked floor-dwelling creature — maybe Trixie!
AARRRGGGG: Hey, everyone! Look what got by the censors!
Ha ha, the blog is funny because Josh is regressing to his old cliches of “ha ha, it’s funny because”, and doesn’t know that frequent trolls can turn off the Wifi and post the comment anyway.
Mad, bro?
MW: “Thank you for agreeing to sub for me! I’m a sexual dominant and I need someone to tie up and whip!” (If I get banned for this comment, I’ll have deserved it)
@1 Baja Gaijin:
I don’t have a favorite, I like the variety.
MW: Wilbur emphasizes he’s taking the column back when he returns because it’s his only source of self-esteem. “I’m Mister Ask Wendy and don’t you forget it!”
H&L: Ditto learns a valuable lesson today in how not to hide his stash as a teenager.
RMMD: “Standard procedure ma’am. You’ll receive the bill from our veterinary liaison, Dr. Mr. Ed, for the euthanasia within 48 hours. Of course, you won’t be home to receive it, because you’re coming along with us for mouthing off to me just now…”
Luann: ‘…I mean, you’re kind of a moron.’
JP: Ah, so Katherine was in on this the whole time, huh? Has Alan been keeping HER under house arrest too, to keep her from blabbing to the ladies down at the beauty parlor after having one too many?
@BigTed: But, we’ve seen Mary fill in for Ask Wendy before, and she had done it at her computer.
Marvin: Hint to Armstrong: If you want to compete with Pluggers, try not making your characters so loathsome.
MW: “…when I return” and with those fateful words Wilbur begins an unintended ten year trek through Latin America trying to get back home. Much like a portly Odysseus.
Marvin – We must buy more shit to honor Jebus – it’s the Christian thing to doo-doo….
MW – The MW code – Sub-Love-Good-Back. This one must be intended for the boys in our silent service….
H&L – If it were Chip, I’d presume it was his stroke mag stash….
Adios Amigos, DJ.
There’s no elided dialogue between the panels of Hi & Lois. Lois knew that there was a box under the bed labeled “Ditto’s cookie box” but hadn’t figured out what Ditto kept in it.
FC: Bil risks ruining the finish on the world’s last remaining K-Car station wagon with pine sap.
Marvin: The grammatical structure of that last line implies not that their wives dislike the specific gifts they receive but that they’re predisposed to dislike Christmas gifts period. In lieu of the comic explaining why this is the case, I will theorize that Mustachenose goes home every year with a pile of presents for his scowling wife who yells at him, “For the last time, idiot, we are Jewish!”
MW: With credit to @Rita Lake who linked a relevant strip yesterday, we know that Mary has a strong emotional bond to the Ask Mary column and is devastated every time Wilbur insists on retaking creative control of it. Today we learn that Wilbur is more than happy to use that information to cause Mary mental harm just because he can. I can’t decide if I hate him or love him for that.
GT: Two days ago, Goshen responded to Milford’s opening drive with “a touchdown of their own,” a phrase that would only be used if Milford had scored a touchdown first. It is now halftime and the score is 7-0 Goshen. Sure, why not? Now’s a good time to use the restroom and buy refreshments, but make sure you’re seated for the start of the third quarter as Milford takes the field with a 40-3 lead.
Luann: As bizarre and obnoxious as this week has been, let me now remind you that Luann is attracted to Phil and trying to flirt with him. No, really, this is how Luann seduces men: bothering them at their place of work to tediously waffle over medical donations. Speaking of reminders, Luann’s also an aspiring romance writer, which now makes even less than than Wilbur Weston being a life advice writer.
JP: Oh for the love of God, can this nonsense not wait until after we hear Ann’s side of the story? Do we really need another week dedicated to April being outraged by Alan’s foolishness? And another week after that with Randy and April telling Sam? And another week after that with Sam telling Abbey? And another week after that with Abbey telling Marie? And another week after that with Neddy and Sophie overhearing Abbey telling Marie? And then several weeks after that with Sophie telling Reena and Glen and Neddy telling Ronnie and Hank, and Alan tells Norton and Katherine tells Toni Bowen and CIA Lady tells Mayor Sanderson and so on and so on until someone realizes that nobody has fed Ann in months and the story moves on to something else, like Yelich moving to LA and falling in love with Kat. Madness.
@BigTed:
H&L. : They used to have a dog, which would have found the cookies in an instant.
What happened to the dog?
Time to call in Slylock Fox!
Mw- so Wilbur’s advice is pester your ex until they relent or marry someone else.
Mary’s advice is bear with someone no matter how bad because it’s just their quirks.
Let’s hope the paper comes to its senses and cans the whole column.
Good observation. Not that I’m a fan of Occam’s Razor but the simplest explanation would be that Marty Moon is drunk.
@Ukranazi Stepan: She’s busy baking cookies that no one is allowed to eat.
H&L: Lois solved the Great Cookie Caper after both Dick Tracy and Slylock Fox were stumped.
Then again, Dick and Slylock have never found Billy over at FC even with a huge dashed line to track him with.
@Scratchy Scrotum LXIX: re RMMD: Now waitaminute, Scratch! There’s NO NEED to have Buster the Dog in the Dead Pool! Just because he’s goin’ into stir doesn’t mean it’s Doomsday! Nosiree! Remember, no one – man or beast – dies in this comic! And while we probably won’t get to follow the gritty realism of his time in lockup, I’m sure he’ll come out of it not just as a Good Dog, but a Better Dog!
I gotta say, this break-out role for Buster has exceeded our expectations! And now this “unjust imprisonment” is just gonna send the ratings through the roof! If you wanna show your support – we have “Free Buster” posters and yard signs available at the low price of $19.99! And shipping is on us! Just pay a mere $4.99 handling fee. My Intern will personally handle each item very carefully…
MW: Pearl Harbor Day isn’t the best time to emphasize the word “sub” in conversation, Wilbur.
“You know me…I love giving advice” — a last-minute entry for Understatement of the Year.
@Schroduck: Thank goodness, I’m not the only one who went there. I do not ever need to again see Wilbur thanking anyone for being his sub.
GT: Apparently Milford has been penalized 7 points. Ah Henry, thinking outside the box again. Waaaay outside.
JP: Oh no, we’re denied Randy’s storming-out pissy face!
CS: The mere presence of Harry has ruined the skills of every band member. That’s quite an accomplishment.
MW: “When I return, I’m taking it back!”
[Mary thought balloon] “You mean, IF you return. BWAAAAHHHHAAAAAHAAAAAHAAAA!”
Don Abundio, translated:
“Juan is really giving it his all up there”
“I know, and you have to admire his dedication”
“His audiences are always smaller on the second night”
MW – These two have been throwing shade at each other all week. It’s been a hoot!
Macanudo: Hey, I think I’ve found some of that blood they’ve been too chicken to show on RMMD. Btw, kudos to Liniers, who produces mini works of art on a daily basis and has provided an illustrated version of “Jabberwocky” that could and should be in a book.
BG&SS: Is this any way to treat an amputee?
Ditto has to sleep in a room with those icky yellow walls and that ugly green floor. Let him have the damned cookies.
BG&SS: The city slicker in the bow tie and bowler hat has adopted the mountain patois in order to put the locals at their ease, making it easier to relieve them of valuable antiquities for pennies on the dollar.
FG: I get impression that Schkrade wants us to dislike and mistrust the Shark People. Blatant marine bigotry! I bet Shark City has great jazz nightclubs, independent bookshops, and fascinating little restaurants where the maitre’d knows every customer by name. Complimentary amuse bouche.
H&L: By hoarding all the cookies, Ditto has bred resentment in his twin sister and caused her to turn whistleblower, when giving her even a small share of his profits might have engendered loyalty. It’s the collapse of late-stage capitalism in miniature.
MW: Mary smiles and nods, then shuts the door, her face turning grim as she pulls a burner phone out of the drawer just above the muffin tins.
“Chapito, it’s La Sabia. I’m calling in a favor. A thorn in my side is going to be in Cancun in a few weeks; I need him to get ‘caught in the crossfire’ during one of those beach firefights, if you get my meaning…”
MW: Oh please, please, will we see the newspapers print circulation skyrocket as Mary takes over the advice column and scores of readers respond of how suddenly Wendy has eclipsed Freud and Spock on analytic advice redeeming their miserable lives?? Followed by the return of Wilbur finally facing his worthless existence as the paper dumps him and nowhere is a job for a pudgy, combover, middle-aged, self-absorbed male women’s advice coloumnist. I’m giddy with expectations of what hellish depths of despondency Mary Worth would take us to!
C’shaft: Funny how the “world’s greatest band director” has such a deep loathing of teaching band.
Dustin: Actually the opposite is true–it’s called “vanity sizing” and is designed to let the buyer believe she’s still a size 6 when she’s really a size 8. Also being a size 6-8 in middle age after two pregnancies indicates either really good genetics, a rigorous exercise and diet program, and/or an incipient eating disorder. But it’s funny, because her husband has to keep quiet if he wants to protect her fragile lady ego, because he
isn’t judged by unfair and unrealistic body standardsisn’t vain and shallow like her!Luann: It’s called “stupidity,” Phil. You’ll get used to it from her.
MT: Mark’s going to be fighting antisemitic weather-control conspiracy theorists? He’s GOT to punch someone now!
Phantom: Way to needlessly explain the sourcing of your phony talk show host name, O Ghost.
@Anonymous: I believe Dawg may have died, if this comic is any indication.
Zits: Having run out of bad jokes about teenagers they’ve started plagiarizing “Marvin”
Beetle Bailey: It’s the anniversary of Pearl Harbor so of course the most famous military comic is doing a dumb joke about Dog Fighting “like what if there was a video game”?
Dustin: Most clothing retailers do not charge a different amount for the same clothes in slightly different sizes. Also you’re just getting fat!
Family Circus: How’d you like to see a drawing of a car that’s ridiculously antiquated because these people are too lazy to redraw it?
Pluggers: HaHa Pluggers are old and decrepit and in constant physical pain!
MW: I wonder how many couples have been divorced and lives destroyed by Wilbur’s advice.
Dustin: She’s on to something. Manufacturers have been increasing profit by making clothes woven with elastane stretch fabric mixed with the base cloth to make one size that takes the place of two, i. e. size 6 and 8 are identical (but sold as different). It’s also why clothes, especially jeans, wear out so quickly. It’s crap.
This wouldn’t have happened if Ditto had eaten the cookies. Which he didn’t because…he has the foresight not to gorge himself despite his age, but was still worried he’d lose access to the cookie jar later so felt the need to cache them somewhere else? Or maybe he doesn’t actually like the cookies and was simply trying to prevent other people from enjoying them? Or maybe it’s not even about the cookies and there are boxes there to compulsively hoard all kinds of different things? As strange as it sounds, I think I need Hi & Lois explained to me before I can appreciate it.
Luann: Run away, Phil! Run far, far away!
Rex Morgan M.D. Spanish to English.
H&L: @Dennis Jimenez: “If it were Chip, I’d presume it was his stroke mag stash”
I thought the same thing, then sadly realized that sacred rite of passage has been lost to the internet.
Marvin: Bernie strikes me as the type who makes everything about how much he hates his wife, a personality trait so obnoxious that it’s no wonder the only friend he seems able to manage is the guy who spawned a family of feces-obsessed weirdos.
Mary Worth: Mary laughs in sinister fashion as Wilbur leaves. Now that she’s gained control of his column she can meddle with more lives than ever!
Fifty years ago beloved former UN leader U Thant’s body was stolen by protesting students, and the popular (??) strip Redeye pondered how to honor an unpopular leader.
Today’s Mary Worth has alarm bells ringing for me. Maybe I’ve been watching too much “Agatha Christie’s Poirot” on PBS, or maybe I’ve read too many John Gresham books. Wilbur’s parting comment seems like one of those obvious in retrospect “shot across the bows” things that a murderer says. Wilbur’s “leaving” for a few weeks for a catastrophe zone, he might be “out of touch” due to “downed phone lines” and “lack of cell service”. A likely story. The advice columns are submitted electronically, Wilbur can kill, dissolve and dispose of Mary in the drain, all the while living off salmon squares, “muffins” and greyish blobs in Mary’s apartment. He emails Dawn a couple of times in a month, and then, like Yossarian in Catch 22, emails her, Estelle and Iris that he’s going to a particularly remote and storm damaged zone, and not to expect much from him for a while.
Wilbur can drain Mary’s accounts into a cryptocurrency account, leave Charterstone under cover of night, travel to El Salvador, and deceive himself that Latinas love him for something other than his money. Maybe he can ring up Esme.
@Sid, Agent to the Animal Stars!: Thank you for your reassurances. I just don’t trust those animal control people. I think they might be in cahoots (a word I learned from reading The Hardy Boys in my formative years) with Dr. Ed Harding and getting a kickback on the euthanasias he performs. But I’ll keep the faith.
And I would definitely buy the Buster merch if I hadn’t just spent my money on some special Luann publication.
Luann – If Phil McCracken ever finger bangs Luann, will he be required to wear his rubber gloves. (And, yes, I am stealing that bit from the hand-job scene in Animal House.)
@jroggs: #27
Re JP – I will never again have to read this ridiculous strip…I ran screaming from the room just reading your masterful synopsis! Now that I’ve calmed down, thank you!!!
@TheDiva: #43
Re MW: Yesss!!!
MW: Mary is forever wearing lavender, which led me to ponder the symbolic meaning of the color. It conveys “…femininity, tranquility, elegance, and grace. It can also symbolize beauty, delicacy, nostalgia, and spiritual healing. In Eastern traditions, lavender can represent healing and tranquility.” Overlay that with pink (“A combination of red and white, pink is often associated with femininity, love, playfulness, and romance. It can also symbolize excitement, high energy, and innocence. In Belgium, pink is considered a boy’s color.”) and we have Karen Moy’s ideal feminine archetype. Wilbur, OTOH, is wearing what appears to be maroon, a color associated with “…sophistication, wisdom, and passion. The richness and depth of the color can also imply luxury. The brown undertones of maroon can symbolize spirituality and inner peace.” Huh.
Luann: Phil, to himself: “This is one dumb blonde. If I can coax her into the Morgue, I bet I can talk her into doing it on a slab.”
FC: “No Billy, we won’t move into that mansion with a four-story living room. And we won’t ram that car through the windows to put the car and the tree in our house. Get real!”
Marvin – Bernie is just mad that despite the evidence that is as plain as the nose on his face, his wife continues to not buy him a nose hair trimmer. She’d rather suffer through his snoring and waking up gasping in the night because he missed the cues that she would really like a vacation to Florida.
Mary Worth – While Wilbur’s out on assignment, it will leak that “Ask Wendy” has been written by a man for decades, leading to a backlash. The syndicate, which will learn that Wilbur’s been having Mary sub out for years without telling them, will fire him and hire Mary to do the work. Wilbur, now a pariah in the news industry, will lose his condo, or else become reliant on Dawn to get a real job to keep their housing.
Hi and Lois – Children like Ditto tend to eat cookies right away if they intend to do so, not keep them under their bed. He’s taking the cookies and selling them, branding his mother’s work work as his own. Ditto has some Wilbur in him.
Heck, this whole day of comics is selections showing misogyny infects the comics.
LUANN: I wouldn’t want Luann’s donated blood. I would be afraid that in spite of modern screening, her Stupidity Cooties would somehow be transmitted, yikes.
H&L: This reminds me of long ago when I was about twelve and found out my mother had made a big batch of chocolate-chip cookies and put them in the basement freezer. At first I told myself that she wouldn’t miss one or two, and then told myself the same thing about half a dozen, and later I just told myself that she probably wouldn’t actually kill me when she found out they were all gone. The day she went downstairs to retrieve those cookies for my brother’s Boy Scout meeting was not one of my happiest days.
I’m a little confused by Dot’s expression in the second panel of Hi and Lois, where she looks tormented and aggrieved, but by her own actions? What did she think was going to happen?
Sometimes I wonder how the soap opera strips, like Mary Worth, can possibly be profitable considering how narratively opaque and unrewarding they are, but today’s gives a clue: this whole week has been the same tedious conversation between Mary and Wilbur that we see just wrapping up here, so the answer is, padding. The strip is insanely padded out so they don’t actually have to write or draw very much material to fill the space. They have probably a dozen different pre-drawn angles of each character that they just rearrange with different word bubbles and call it a week, they can probably do a month of strips in less than a week of work.
Six Chix somehow got the report Elane Bennis’ doctor wouldn’t let her see on “Seinfeld”.
Reserved for Sir Scratchy Von Scrotum.
Hi: Poor Dot. You were only trying to prevent childhood obesity. Now Ditto will start hoarding Hershey bars, even stealing out of his mom’s purse to pay for them. Therapy awaits you both. And Chip, too. I’m pretty sure he’s depressed.
HnL: Terrible
MW: Say what you will about Wilbur’s lack of growth as a character, at least the Minoxidil is working.
Peanuts: It was pretty careless of Miss Tenure to knock the gold stars into the wastepaper basket, and very unfair of her to assume Patty stole them. But I guess she can’t be fired because of nominative determinism.
Phantom: “Hey, this UK talk show host named Graham has a surname that’s related to Norton, but isn’t actually Norton! Do you see? Do you see what we did there?”
RMMD: Ah, the sound of a soap strip protagonist complaining because the police have to at least pretend the law applies to soap strip protagonists, and have to follow routine procedures before they can say “Sorry about that, it turns out you’re The Good Guys and therefore it’s literally impossible for anything you do to be illegal!” Like we don’t get enough of that in Judge Parker!
S4th: She came in through the bathroom window? At this point I find the idea that Ces has started burying Beatles lyrics in these things far more interesting than “Jackie’s idyllic (or are they??) adventures in the town from Gilmore Girls or possibly The Wicker Man“.
Yo, Baja! Are you up for this?
The “No Snitching” phenomenon is a societal issue that has become prevalent especially in poorer urban areas.
https://portal.cops.usdoj.gov/resourcecenter/RIC/Publications/cops-p158-pub.pdf
Ditto has been watching “The Wire”
@Anonymous:
#75. You’re right, this is I mportabt. I say snitching isbad, informing is good. The difference is that snitches talk to get a bribe or reduced sentence, whereas an informant gives info for the benefit of the community. And Snon, please break up your link or rename it.
FG: Kala is thinking, “Dovana’s right arm tasted really good when I bit it off! I can’t wait to eat her left one!”
Marvin: Bernie of the Weirdly Serrated Mustache has been hurt by life and wants everyone to know it.
MW: Haha, it’s funny because the publisher never reads “Ask Wendy” and has no idea when the numbnuts regular passes the job onto some other idiot.
BB: Sarge should know that “napping” has a specific meaning and what Beetle and Otto are doing right now falls well outside of it.
C-Shaft: Pulling all-nighters to Whiplash hopeless band kids into shape is what Harry Dinkle lives for. They’re just giving him an early Christmas present.
DT: “You’re dressed as an old enemy of mine and your codename is from a whole other villain. Is this some kind of sex thing? You guys know all that stuff’s legal now, don’t you?”
GT: Obviously Rachel Merrill’s artwork isn’t to everyone’s taste, although, again, I think it’s actually quite cool. But regardless of which illustrator you put on the field, I fail to see how Gil Thorp’s allegedly brilliant football strategy for the past 3-4 days could have made any sense whatsoever.
JP: “Not now. I only have a limited amount of time to use the bathroom before Ann stinks up the whole place.”
Luann: Yeah, “tricky” is one word for it.
MT: Sounds crazy but I’m starting to think that Jules might not like Florida.
Phantom: The Bandars sometimes call him Ghost Whose Dad Jokes Just Leave Everyone Baffled.
Ziggy: Truth to tell I’m kind of grateful that the syndicate made Wilson edit out the lotion bottle Ziggy’s parrot was keeping on the windowsill.
I thought “Ask Wendy” was the name of the helpline for employees and customers of the fast food chain “Wendy’s” and Wilbur was mostly just addressing comments from the elderly people who think the chili is too spicy.
FC: Yeah, it’s a real car, Sherlock. Did your dad bring in all the other Christmas trees by oxcart?
mw enjoy it while you can for i will take it back oh will you wilbur will you be getting your colum back from mary after alll what makes you think she will not decide to keep it for good this time around. sf face it sally your sister has moved to a town that is from an episode of the twilight zone not to mention they take their holiday shopping as a big deal.
Slylick Fox and Comix For Kinx: Ratamania: Its not Reeky Rat, but an incredible simulation!
I assume that now, in accordance with our national “No Snitching” policy, Ditto will be executing Dot, gangland-style, over the course of the next few strips.
SFx: I only wish Weber Junior had given us Reeky Rat playing the violoncello instead of an electric guitar. You KNOW Brooke checks out ALL the competition every morning, and that would have given him an aneurysm on top of a coronary.
@Hibbleton: And you think someone would want a K-car as a vintage car? They might be laughed out of the car club.
“You’re tricky to talk to.” That goes for everyone in this comic, bub.
@Garrison Skunk: Thank you. I’m honored.
@Bob Tice:
In bed? You guys really are trying to bring the little shit back from the dead, aren’t you?
@Craig!:
It’s been almost 20 years since “The Boondocks” ended and Ditto is finally moving in to take over the territory.
@Jimmy’s Mom, Age 34: Ah, mom. We already talked about this, IN BED!
@nescio: “Sub” could also connote some kind of “50 Shades” scenario between Wilbur and Mary. Trust me, there’s no good time for that.
@Artist formerly known as Ben: “Wilber and Mary and What The Parrot Saw”, now available from the Tabasco Film Company of Havana Cuba. Order now, before it gets shot down over the Sea of Japan!
MW: Baja, the second panel of the Sunday strip seems absolutely perfect for certain future mashups, if you know what I mean, and I’m sure you do.