Mostly kind Sunday
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Crock, 6/1/25
Imagine if you petitioned Almighty God for a full accounting of all the evil you’ve done in your life. This is information that He, being omniscient, has at His fingertips, and, moreover, because He is omnibenevolent, he reveals your sins to you as a spreadsheet, the most perfect and versatile data presentation and manipulation format ever created. I usually hate on Crock, but I gotta say, as a real Excel head, I’m a fan of this one.
Panel from The Lockhorns, 6/1/25
A very realistic touch here is that in this pose the lithe yoga girlies have their foot fully up on their thighs, demonstrating a level of flexibility that Leroy and Loretta have not yet achieved. It’s not realistic that Loretta appears to just be having a conversation with Leroy at full volume in the middle of a packed yoga class, but I find it very funny nonetheless.
Judge Parker, 6/1/25
Oh, are you tired of Judge Parker strips where the characters just hang out together and whine about their various problems? Well, what if there was a strip where they hung out together and whined about refusing to talk about their various problems, huh? Would it make it any better if pretty horses were involved?
125 replies to “Mostly kind Sunday”
The legs of horses are one of the most difficult things to draw, so I’ll forgive “Judge Parker” for strategically blocking their view through various tricks
Crock-He had to destroy that village in order to save it.
Slylock Fox-The water skis are for when Shady Shrew wants to walk on water.
RMMD-How convenient having a dead mother.
MW-Vegan seafood chowder? If there is no seafood in it at all I’m pretty sure you can’t call it seafood.
FC-“No more of that tyrannical boss who beats us for every little mistake!”
I think Neddie needs a ride from Sultan, if ya know what I’m sayin’.
JP:
“Wanna talk about it?”
“Well, now, that’s a horse of a different color!”
JP:
With the depicted size of those airborne creatures even though they are way up above tree level, they must be winged Orcs.
JP:
Josh: Would it make it any better if pretty horses were involved?
If you changed the word “horses” to boobs that would probably work.
@Ettorre: I shared your comment with my Sister, who said in turn.
“If they’re so protective towards the art, so that it doesn’t look bad. One would think they’d put equal effort into the writing.”
You can’t ride in shorts! Chafing!
JP:
“We horses are most comfortable at happy events, like the Triple Crown. With this strip, though, it’s always the Triple Frown!”
Crock: Nice of Crock to save on ink by drawing day for night.
Lhorns: I know it’s just a yoga gag but I can’t help thinking about Leroy having a bellybutton fetish and guys, I don’t feel well…
JP: You know, if I were a syndicated daily cartoon writer, I would definitely keep a very vague, open-to-interpretation strip at the ready just in case I wanted a Sunday off. Just saying.
Oh, Melody, are you in today’s Judge Parker?
I hope Sid arranged you extra oats in your contract if so.
Lockhorns: To make this perfect, would be a tiny window in the corner with Wilbur’s face looking in.
Crock: Wouldn’t such a spreadsheet include all past and future transgressions? I don’t read Sunday morning Crock to spur my mind to disturbing thoughts about free will in a universe ruled by an all-knowing God. If we can just stick to the basics, I’ll never complain about a strip where Grossie buys a negligee to celebrate her anniversary with Maggot again.
Today’s Crock, got me thinking towards a Batguy comic, where the Joker as part of his plan to escape Arkham, involved him getting put on Death Row.
So in order to invoke the death penalty, he admitted at a hearing, literally every crime he had ever done reading off of a very comically long list. Which involves even very petty things like Jaywalking and Nose-picking, and taking pennies from the take/leave a penny tray but not leaving one.
So listen to this Crock, THE FREAKING JOKER is funnier than you.
When…Crock Character Whose Name I Am Not Interested In Learning asked God to reveal all his sins, he should have been squashed flat by a giant book falling from the heavens, with something like “SHIT YA DONE DID” written on the cover. Embossed in gold, obviously, because God is a classy ho like that.
I feel like today’s Lockhorns is gonna get a lot of people going “Whoa, Leroy has a belly fetish? TMI!” but, guys, it could be SO MUCH WORSE. For example: maybe he has a pregnancy fetish, and he’s looking at that woman’s stomach thinking about how much he’d like to see her swell up with one or more babies. That thought’s gonna live in your mind forever now, btw. You’re welcome!
LOCKHORNS: What unimaginable chips did Loretta call in to get Leroy to go to yoga?
MW: These two are totally useless. Time for Charterstone’s own one (old)-woman SWAT team to bust in.
RMMD: “I came to see if you’re as big a bastard as Mom said. Oh, and I need a kidney, Pops.”
BG&SS: In most any other town, you’d offer to seed the lawn for free so you can mow it all summer for money. Are denizens of Hootin’ Holler so gullible that “Give away the disease–sell the treatment” isn’t even needed?
Blondie: Hey, it’s Dagwood’s favorite coworkers, (checks notes) Ernie Googleman and Lily Lippman!
Crock: Microsoft Office was invented by a group of Satan’s most evil minions, but they gave Heaven a sweet deal on licensing fees.
Judge Parker: Did she just feed that horse while it has a bit in its mouth?? Pro tip: don’t do that. No man or beast wants to eat around a big metal bar in their mouth.
Can anyone explain the throwaway panels in Crock? My only guess is the artist drew the first one but forgot that the second has to be a joke based on the first, and came up blank.
The tragedy is, it could have worked if he’d also put in one of the small stars from the first panel, and had it saying “Show-Off” to the large star.
@The Rambling Otter: It’s probably too much to ask for chewing gum and walking at the same time
I was going to point out that the Big (or Little) Dipper has 7 stars, but I realized that I shouldn’t presume that that was what was depicted in Crock. The art is so shitty, it could be Orion, or Cassiopeia, or a chorus line, or the Mona Lisa.
First of all, could someone explain the “joke” in the “Showoff!” panels at the top of Crock? I mean, it’s Crock, I KNOW the joke is gonna suck wet farts out of dead pigs, but it bugs that I don’t get what is probably an obvious (and stupid) gag.
Secondly, Lockhorns: Has anybody supposed that the artist has a fetish for feet instead of bellybuttons? Seems to be a lot of loving attention devoted to that woman’s foot.
FC: Interesting that Bil includes a small drawing of a boss-like character in the background to make the point that he is not running away from his family.
Original caption (probably):
“Woohoo!! Tell your mom, [‘The Boss’], I’ll see her when the leaves turn brown.”
Sunday Mary Worth quotevestigation: Confirmed, from this interview.
It would be cheating for me to seed brainyquote with dril tweets attributed to Samuel Beckett, or Samuel Beckett quotes attributed to dril, but it’s tempting.
(Appropriately named) Crock – I’m glad the supreme bean has found a useful hobby, what with the world all squared away….
Shlockhorns – Could Leroy’s imaginings go any lower….
JP – At least we’re not those barbarians who actually live without a hippodrome….
Adios Amigos, DJ.
MW: You weren’t going to trust *anything* Belle cooked so why did you even sit down to her dinner? The Westons, folks – too dumb to even “remember” they had other dinner plans and get *themselves* away from the lunatic they’re too scared to ask to leave!
DT: Vest guy breaks in to a fancy apartment, plants the painting he presumably stole, and makes a phone tip to DT. Now he hangs around police HQ applying to see DT? OK – wondering how this will found into a plot.
MW: OK – so is Belle planning now to poison Wilbur and Dawnie as an ensemble? Please don’t take the easy way out, creators! High light the deep internal struggle within Wilbur who is weighing the prospects of regular sexy time with crazy Belle versus a true threat to the one he truly cares about, Willa.
RMMD: So where is the medical end game – the part where the strip ties in with a medical topic: vasectomy (a scare for Truck drives him to tie it up) or DNA testing!
CS: a Winnipeg Blue Bombers sweatshirt, wth? Let me explain. I lived near Winnipeg many years. I am a Bombers fan, yes I am. But what the hell. What’s that about. I haven’t checked the team store but I would expect a blue and gold shirt. No snark. I’m puzzled.
MW: Are we sure Wilbur isn’t just Les Moore in the Witness Protection Program? He refuses to stand up for his threatened family, or even say what the problem is. Even though Belle prompted him perfectly with that ominous “special ingredient” line. Also, we’re supposed to believe he’s a highly-regarded writer about sensitive topics, when he demonstrably can’t write for shit and has the emotional depth of a five-year-old.
Pluggers: On the plus side, he won, because this is the only Plugger who’s fit enough to even try running a 10K.
MW: Neither Dawn nor Wilbur know about Belle’s previous poisoning attempts. They only know that she tried to murder a goldfish. Are we just supposed to surmise that now that they know she’s a danger, they’re going to refuse everything she offers, or are the pair just that disgusted by vegan seafood chowder?
Don Abundio, translated:
“Is your team ready for the diving contest?”
“Yes”
“We’ve got experts on the jackknife…”
“Masters of the belly-flop…”
“And no one can beat us at the cannonball”
@Professor Well Actually: I’m not too busy to Google, and pretty deep in the image results there’s a grey shirt with a similar style: https://www.amazon.com/Philcos-Winnipeg-Bombers-Football-Sport-Grey/dp/B0D5KFQ787?th=1
But that’s following a pile of the usual blue&gold, with Blue Bombers much more prominent than “Winnipeg”. I’d think it’s more likely the artist pulled a sports team at random then drew a shirt like any generic high school team shirt without referencing anything.
@Ettorre: Next week: a bicycle ride shown only from the handles up
=IF(VLOOKUP(CROCK, A2:B:1000, 2, FALSE) = “FUNNY”, “STOPPED CLOCKS”, “NOT FOUND”)
Crock: Well, now I’m curious. Did the Almighty just make a spreadsheet manifest in the air, akin to the visions of Old Testament prophets, or did He cause the cosmos to rearrange itself to display a detailed chart of every awful thing Crock has done for the whole world to see?
JP: Me, I’m just hoping for a Cole Porter-style accident to liven things up.
Judge Parker: “So where do you want to go?”
“A barren tract incapable of supporting population, as the vast sand plains of Asia and Africa which are destitute of moisture and vegetation.”
“Oh. Okay. And which animal do you want to take?”
“The anonymous one.”
“Sounds like you’ve done this before.”
“Yes, I’ve been riding through the desert on a horse with no name.”
@I’m Not Cthulhu, But I Play Him On TV: </Bob Tice>
Also Judge Parker: I do miss the days of marijuana barons making deals with Hollywood smoothies, unearned financial rewards, and large, happy mammary glands.
@14 The Rambling Otter: I don’t understand. I thought “The Joker” was supposed to be funny. It’s right there in his name, “Joker.”
@26 CanuckDownSouth: Wilbur could have just bumped the dish onto the floor. He has a history of that. Mary would have been alerted as the food fizzed its way through Wilbur’s floorboards and her ceiling.
Pluggers: I can’t suspend my belief long enough to believe a Plugger would enter a race measured in metric distance units. I could believe he’d enter a 5 foot footrace or maybe a 5 yard footrace, not a 5 kilometer one.
JP: If you wanna ride, ride the brown hoss.
C’shaft: No, Crankshaft, the idea is that a multiverse contains not only all time, space, and matter, but also all possibility. For example, there is a universe where Kamala Harris is president, a universe where La La Land really did win best picture over Moonlight, a universe where Pam and Jeff sent you to a nursing home and enjoyed a life unencumbered by your presence, and so forth. There is not, however, a universe where you are not a miserable black hole for joy and happiness, because even the multiverse has limits.
Dustin: Women are so sensitive, amirite fellas? You take cruel, spiteful joy in their misfortune and they get so mad!
MW: I will forgive absolutely everything if this takes an “A Rose for Emily” turn with Belle creepily preserving Wilbur and Dawn’s corpses in a cruel mockery of the life she desires.
Judge Parker: Wait, Abbey STILL hasn’t rebuilt her stable? It has to have been over a year at least in-story since it got burned down, and its not like Abbey is destitute and can’t afford to have it repaired. Does she just not want horses in her yard and is using the stable burning as an excuse?
@Ettorre:The legs of horses being difficult to draw is the main reason the camera was invented: The sketch finish was taking too long for the race track to produce.
A sin-tracking spreadsheet pretty much is the epitome of ‘satanic work’, so I guess we know who Crock character guy is really talking to.
Crock: The phrase is “few and far between”. It’s alliterative. But evidently, the Crock creative team realised they had the word “few” in two successive panels, couldn’t cram the word “occasional” into the speech bubble in the second, and so decided to go for “seldom and far between”, which clunks far worse than a bit of repetition would have.
DT: So the mysterious informant is Lovejoy. Or at least, looks exactly like Lovejoy. It’s come to something when you’re reading a supposed detective story and “they’re actually twins!” feels like it’s the least dumb option.
MW: One of my least favourite tropes in TV crime dramas (Midsomer Murders is really bad for it) is when the detective or some innocent finds evidence of who the murderer is, and the murderer immediately starts acting creepy and deranged, even though they don’t know that. That doesn’t apply here though, because Wilbur and Dawn are obviously acting differently around Bats, and yelling that she prepared a meal for them is actually the least creepy and deranged she’s been since she was introduced! Congratulations, Moy, you’ve avoided one bad-writing pitfall by hitting all the others!
S4th: It’s cute that Sally thinks “that couple we can’t stand” amongst their neighbours has any interest in interacting with them.
SFx: I am pretty sure that the correct answer to “Why does Slylock think Shady is lying?” is “Because he always thinks that.” Noticing the water-skis came afterwards.
@nescio:
#21. CROCK. Thanks for the poetry
Its truly
Purty as a tree
Judge Parker: Waitaminute, the Bowen ranch? Everybody in the strip gets a ranch now? What do they think this is, Rex Morgan?
Note that Neddy is going riding in fairly minimal shorts, which will cause horrific chafing. After this ride she’ll have something else to whine about.
@CanuckDownSouth:
#26. MW: if they kick Bats out, she’ll raise all kinds of trouble and continue to harass them. So the plan Wilbur and Dawn made is to annoy her into leaving voluntarily. They’ll insult her all this coming week.
I can get behind the idea of a deity that tells you what you’ve done wrong via spreadsheet, as that gives you an opportunity to audit it and dispute items. Coveting Judy Hepperpepper’s Trapper Keeper in sixth grade? So? It was nice and it’s not like you did anything about it! Shoplifting a scrunchy at 16? Okay, fair enough.
@treetown:
#27 RMMD: Varmint is dead, so there will be no suit for past child support. Unless it comes from the state DSS. Anyone know if this happens?
Judge Parker: If you’re going to have an existential crisis, I suppose it’s better to do it while spending the day riding horses at your gorgeous family ranch, and not, say, while waiting tables, or digging ditches, or coding backgrounds for an addictive phone game while counting the hours until AI takes your job. Oh, wait, they had to borrow the horses from the next ranch over? Never mind, their lives suck too!
SlyF – Shady, the thing you needed from Brad Barker’s speedboat for an enjoyable day of sailing was the ignition coil, ‘cos you can tell he’s the type to buzz non-motorized craft for fun. Sure, Slylock would still try to arrest you, but he’d have to get through every paddler and rower, all the other sailors, and the entire Forestville U crew team first!
@I’m Not Cthulhu, But I Play Him On TV: Dammit, uf you need VLookup, you should be using an RDBMS, not Excel!
SFx: Easy — Shady didn’t pack any beer. What else do you do on a boat all day?
PV: “Well, if everybody is so sick, I guess I’ll have to eat all these rolls myself.”
9CL: Okay, who had “intergenerational incest” on their Brooke’s Disgusting Proclivities list?
DT: Chester Gould’s original Mumbles was a murderous little thug who liked to throw acid in women’s faces. I have no idea why the current artist makes him look like a Midwestern orthodontist in a bow tie.
G el C, re: FG: Looks like we’re getting an Evil Hypnosis plot and an Amnesia plot. It’s your lucky day!
@Ken: Explaining the joke in the throwaway panels of Crock:
The joke is that readers will be struggling to find meaning in a series of seemingly interconnected panels, when in fact there is none. Team Crock is taking the term “throwaway panels” to its absurd limit … it’s not so much sequential comic strip art as it is performance art. If you laugh? You obviously don’t get it.
@58 Lurker Who Rarely Comments: Um, I may have missed something. I thought term “throwaway panels” referred to every panel in every Crock strip.
@Professor Well Actually: For some reason, Tom Batiuk is fixated on the Winnipeg Blue Bombers, and has frequently been inserting their logo into the strip. There will be a future Crankshaft story about Jeff going to a Blue Bombers game. His explanation was that he was missing football during a player’s strike. But that strike only cancelled one game, the season-opening exhibition Hall of Fame Game, which even the biggest NFL junkie can live without. Lord knows the real reason. Or how on earth this is consistent with the Funkyverse’s long-running antipathy towards football.
@Baja Gaijin: Mary would have been alerted as the food fizzed its way through Wilbur’s floorboards and her ceiling.
Wait, Mary’s apartment is directly under Wilbur’s? So every time he and Belle – ugh, no, brain, please stop, don’t go there AAAUGH!
Lockhorns – Oh! Those are FEET! Thank God!
Phantom: It’s been a long week at StripeyPants LLC.
Couldn’t think of any interesting dialogue for a long walk to the crash site, so let’s bring Lee Falk back to mansplain ‘making a torch’.
PV: Not even one use of ‘mal de mer’?
Colonialism is often the lethal mixture of atavistic urges (conquest, pillage, racism) and modern rationality (technology, scientific knowledge, bureaucracy). So it is appropriate that to show him his sins, God is using the spreadsheet, which Crock probably regularly uses to extract resources for the mainland or to fill the quota of killings to maintain order
Listen, Loretta, Leroy has every right to get horny by ogling hot girl in public! After all, you are getting horny by satisfying your humiliation fetish by bringing your horndog husband to a yoga session!
“I feel lost Soph. I don’t know what to do about anything anymore!”
“I know, I know. We get the scripts with little advance and our motivation for doing things is poorly written. I just came to terms with the fact that making compelling storylines is not my job as an actress”
Pearls: I can relate.
The other day, a 16 year old coworker asked if I can read cursive.
Her mother gave her a note and she didn’t know what it said.
Leroy heard that meditation could help him get rid of attachment, but he misunderstood this as a form of divorce
JP : Would it make it any better if pretty horses were involved? Well, if the next strips showed these two riding down a trail, and then deciding they wanted go a little faster, so they start trotting, then they round a turn and there’s a big muddy patch in the trail, and then Neddy’s horse thinks “uh oh too scary for me!” and suddenly stops, and Neddy’s a little too far forward out of the saddle, and gets tossed over the horse’s head, and goes “ker-plop” right in the mud puddle, yeah, that would make it better.
Crock contemplated the enormity of his sins, shrugged, turned his back to God and walked back to the fort, humming the unofficial hymn of the Legionnaires
I had several problems publishing a link. I changed the link, but I wonder what it was
Another clue to Lorretta’s age: She complained to NBC about all the obscene novels on display in “Star Trek”, “I Dream Of Jeannie, and ” Laugh-In”.
NAVELS! NOT NOVELS, SPELLCHECK!
Mary Worth – The quote for every Sunday strip of this story arc should be “Don’t stick your dick in crazy. – Unknown.”
Pickles – Mr. Jive does this with sports games. He deletes the recording without watching it when the Phillies lose by ten like they did yesterday.
Prince Valiant – The artwork is always great, but it’s wonderful today, with such attention to detail. In the second panel, tiny figures are leaning over the rail of the ship. I love the drawing of the ships passing Gibraltar.
9CL – Alistair’s head looks especially Easter Island like in the first panel. In the third panel his head has shrunk and looks like a praying mantis head, which is probably appropriate for this strip.
Another clue to Lorretta’s age: She complained to NBC about all the obscene navels on display in “Star Trek”, “I Dream Of Jeannie, and ” Laugh-In
@I’m Not Cthulhu, But I Play Him On TV
“Neddy, I hadn’t expected to see you here.”
“Sister Golden Hair — surprise!”
@richardf8: Hey, nobody ever said Crock was up-to-date.
@Baja Gaijin: The continued existence of Crock in contemporary comics, decades after the creator’s demise, is the enduring enigma of our century. They could be running old Pogos or Barnabys, for chrissake.
Phantom: I feel like someone enrolled me in the Boy Scouts.
JP: “Well, generally we use the horse to ride to the whorehouse in town, but you do you.”
Dumbing of Age: If I had a magnetizeable refrigerator door, today’s strip would already be sticking to it.
‘shaft: Infinite Crankshafts means they’ve finally split the malapropism.
@Buck Ripsnort: First of all, could someone explain the “joke” in the “Showoff!” panels at the top of Crock? I
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The other stars are complaining about the Bethlehem star which is sending the Three Wise Guys (Josh, Lumpy, and Scratchy) to Crockland.
The Familiar Mucus: Isnt Bil a cartoonist in universe? Doesn’t he work from home? Cant he take a Hooters break any time he wants?
@Uncle Lumpy: I was thinking the same thing about “the Bowen Ranch.” As in Toni Bowen, the reporter who ran for mayor? Why does she have a ranch? Are we about to find out that she comes from money and her parents are Abby’s neighbors?
I absolutely did not follow all the dramatic complications of Randy and Toni’s ill-starred romance and her subsequent career of publishing all the Parker-related dirt she picked up from dating Randy (she wrote a memoir that defamed the Parkers, right?), but maybe there was a big lawsuit in there in which Toni was awarded a chunk of Abby’s property for some reason. I mean, it sounds like an impossible feat of legal trickery for Toni to pull off, but remember that her opposing counsel was Sam.
I get no respect.
@GarrisonSkunk: No navels were displayed on I Dream of Jeannie – just cleavage and problematic relationships.
@Baja Gaijin: He’s a mass murderer, domestic abuser among other things. He thinks he’s funny though.
Okay, too be fair, some portrayals have him ham and cheese, like Caesar Romero. And Mark Hamill’s Joker was funny at times too.
Although other versions are NOT played for laughs.
It’s all in the portrayal.
MW: “You were right Dawn, Belle is crazy! What are we going to do?” Then, after hours of doing nothing later, they both sit down for dinner, knowing they aren’t going to eat it because they are suspect of Belle’s cooking.
And Wilbur is a guy that writes advice columns for a living? I wouldn’t trust this guy if he advised me on how to use a blanket!
Also, if you call it seafood, but there’s no actual seafood in it, then it’s not seafood.
MW: is Wilbur afraid he would hurt Belle’s feelings if he told her to leave?
The horses in Judge Parker aren’t as pretty as the ones in Apartment 3G. Bleat! Bleat!
@Ken:
#19. CROCK: I rarely read this so could be wrong. But it seems to me the North Star is a Playa with an entourage. The other star eats lunch alone at his table in cafeteria.
Yeah, grade school was tough.
@86 The Rambling Otter: I know only of the Caesar Romero Joker.
@87 JamesBont: I think that speech bubble is the victim of overeager autocorrect. It should have been written “see food.” See? It’s food.
JP-Shame there isn’t a white pony Neddy could ride.
@Spencer Farms:
I know, right?
@Liam: Neddy should be riding a pig.
@94 Pork Larder (mystery hero): She would have ridden a pig except Wilbur Weston’s not available.
@Baja Gaijin: Snork! Snork! Grunt!
Lockhorns-Leroy has to contemplate something because her nipples are covered up.
@Ettorre:
“ She said, she weren’t interested in that kind of drawing
But always liked horses, I said “I did too”
But they’re hard to draw, she said, ?Yes, that was very true?
Said she could do the body okay, but never get the head
Tail or legs, I told her she was drawing sausages, not horses
She said no, they were horses.”
—Terry Allen
@Professor Well Actually: MW: is Wilbur afraid he would hurt Belle’s feelings if he told her to leave?
It being a feature published in family newspapers, one must read between the lines: Wilbur has seen how she dominates in the bedroom and is rightfully scared now that he actually has to defy her.
@The Mighty Captain E: Lockhorns – Oh! Those are FEET! Thank God!
Wait, those are FEET???!!??!??!??? Mein Gott!
PV: Cassia had better watch it. If they run out of provisions and have to result to cannibalism, she’d be of more value as a source of food than as a tour guide.
@MikeP: You can also thank the camera for showing how everyone had been doing it wrong in having all four legs off the ground at the same time when galloping. Four legs come off the ground when the front legs are curled back and the back legs are stretching forward, not when all four are spread out.
“…then you once again touched yourself in an impure way on March 4th, 1988!”
“Well, I was still kinda new to it!”
“Then you once again touched yourself in an impure way on March 5th, 1988!”
“Oh come on, even you couldn’t have seen that!”
“Then you touched yourself in an impure way on March 6th, 1988!”
“Lord, are…are we gonna do ALL of these?”
“Then you touched yourself in an impure way on March 7th, 1988!”
“I…God, can I make some nachos, or something? Do you want anything?”
You’re getting off easy, CROCK. Heh. Getting off.
JP: It’s not that the horses like being part of the Spencer-Driver first world problems discourse but some of the options are even grimmer.
Lockhorns: This looks like Hoest and Reiner pulled something out of their 1971 file (“Sexy Leroy, what have you done”) and then awkwardly pasted in a Kardashianoid for Leroy to ogle.
If only Nedfy had a loving family and an un-earned fortune to console herself with! But yeah, the horse-riding thing is great, too. We all own horses, right?
9CL: Imagine my relief when I took a second look at this and realized that the man, being a head taller than Lolly, must be Alistair and not Amos. Really took things from worse to merely bad.
C-Shaft: The Ed Crankshaft who isn’t wheelchair bound is one of the few who remember the Crisis in Infinite Central Ohios.
DT: Ah, it turns out to be Icarus Lovejoy, perhaps now calling himself Daedalus Hatesadness or whatever. The world lucks out when the Mr. Hyde side of a guy’s personality turns out to be this much of a numbnuts.
Dustin: Dude, do you always sit so close you can hump the screen while you’re watching TV?
MW: Only now that we’re reaching—dear God please—the denouement of the Belle Batsfrey arc does it occur to me this could be a crossover where Dick Tracy’s Mr. Bribery sends his Sunshine State daughter to make her bones.
RMMD: Truck is in the habit of doing quickie divorces, then? Maybe before marrying Wanda he should stop and make sure all the i’s are dotted and t’s are crossed on the living exes.
SFx: Poochie may have died on the way back to his home planet but now his albino cousin is threatening to take over Slylock Fox.
@Artist formerly known as Ben: re: 9CL: You took a second look, you masochist?
I didn’t, which is why my earlier assumption was that it was Amos. If Brooke wanted us to notice that the Amos-clone was a head taller, he should have positioned him next to a barber pole or something.
@Ukulele Ike:
Just when I was taking final measurement to get my snark right. Call it suffering for one’s art.
FG: The MARGRAVE.
.….sorry, I just think this is unintentionally hilarious. If Queen Hotsy-Totsy had been in a more whimsical mood, she could have dubbed Old Flash Count Screwloose of Tooloose.
@Ettorre: Do you know what else is hard to draw? Pig testicles. Especially on a sow.
https://www.toonopedia.com/screwloo.htm
@Pork Larder (mystery hero): Do you know what else is hard to draw?
Full erections.
@Maude R. Fawker: Particularly on a pig.
@Rita Lake: You’re forgetting that more recently, Ces forgot that April’s maiden name is Bowers and used Bowen instead. Honestly, for the purpose, he could have used “Chadwell” and it wouldn’t make any difference.
@Baja Gaijin: I remember a Simpsons gag, where Homer hallucinating from hunger sees the ghost of Caesar Chavez.
Homer: Why do you look more like Caesar Romero?
Caesar Chavez: Because you don’t know what Caesar Chavez looks like.
@Baja Gaijin:
@The Rambling Otter:
Honestly the 60’s Joker is the only role I have ever seen Caesar Romero in.
So my entire life, I literally had no idea what he looks like without the makeup on.
I probably sound very ignorant, and I apologize for that. Especially seeing as I could just google him right now. But personally, it feels weird to do so, like seeing a employee in a Mickey Mouse costume at Disneyland taking the costume off in front of you. I just don’t know…
@116 The Rambling Otter: He looks about the same except you can clearly see his dark moustache. Keep the mystery-don’t look up his picture. One day you may be watching an old movie or sitcom and realize you’re seeing him.
@The Rambling Otter: “If they’re so protective towards the art, so that it doesn’t look bad. One would think they’d put equal effort into the writing.”
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If boobs were horses, beggers would ride.
@Hibbleton: If you changed the word “horses” to boobs that would probably work.
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If boobs were horses, Thel Keene would jut.
@The Rambling Otter: In the last Melody missive I read on CC, she reported that was on the PRINCE VALIANT ship that is bound for Italy. For a JP opportunity, however, she might or might not have been able to arrange a change of plans. I’m not sure if she would want to do that because I seem to remember that she was not entirely enchanted with certain previous experiences she had on JP. I hope she’ll check in this week and let us know what’s going on, especially since I don’t always catch her CC messages and might have missed one or two.
@TheDiva: You and other CCers keep presenting Moy and Brigman with really amusing creative options that would result in their being not only forgiven but lauded. I do like this one.
JP: “I-I mean I’m young, beautiful, and healthy, I have extremely rich indulgent parents and a nice sister, and I will probably inherit at least part of this ginormous ranch that is somehow both inside and outside the boundaries of Cavelton, which means it never pays any property taxes to either town or county. Who WOULDN’T be unhappy? Oh don’t the days seem lank and long when all goes right and nothing goes wrong, and isn’t your life extremely flat with nothing whatever to grumble at?”
@Ettorre: I don’t envy Neddy having to sell that scene where she kicks her fiance to the curb after a boring story from his brother.
A&J: it’s funny because Arlo used to bone Janis on the sofa in front of the dead TV, and Janice is stimulated by those memories and wants to bone Arlo in front of the working TV.
@Baja Gaijin: #117: Romero would absolutely not shave off his trademark mustache to play the Joker so they had to just paint the clown white over it.
Romero was Cuban by nationality. His father was a prosperous sugar importer but lost his whole fortune during the 1929 stock market crash. Romero supported his whole family and put several siblings through college on what he made as a successful professional dancer. If you’ve ever seen the infamous going commando shot of Carmen Miranda that’s Romero dancing with her.