Metapost: The comments of the week are BACK, baby
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My long vacation and Uncle Lumpy’s fill-in tasks have delayed the unveiling of a new comment of the week, but folks …….. the long wait is over. Here it is!
“Tune in tomorrow as Rev. Croom embarks on a new life of selective observance. He’ll dine and dash (thou shalt not steal), covet Herb’s wife, murder Jamaal, and make a graven image, but he’ll at least call his mom to wish her a happy birthday (honor thy father and mother). The funnies haven’t been this theologically bold since Judge Parker financed the construction of a giant needle big enough for a dozen camels to thread.” –Abram Beazer
And here are the hilarious runners up!
“Of course Wilbur’s changed! He’s parting his combover on the other side, he’s talking a pensive walk at sea level instead of drinking on top of a cliff, and he’s starting wearing a mustard colored polo to hide the inevitable stains.” –Rosstifer
“I was going to make fun of how the plugger is holding the umbrella and I picked up an umbrella to test it and that is how I hold an umbrella! Going to sit with this.” –matt w
“Who wakes up in the morning and thinks ‘Let’s write a joke about mental illness and violence, with Vikings’? Who wakes up and thinks ‘Let’s start that joke with We need to hold Dr. Zook accountable’? Cartoonist, heal thyself!” –I’m Not Cthulhu, But I Play Him On TV
“I like how everyone’s expression is shock except for Moose, who is incandescent with rage. He is going to kick the shit out of his three teenaged friends, and maybe Mr. Andrews to boot. He’s a legit psychopath!” –pugfuggly
“I should warn you, these people are real hoarders. They’re not going to be impressed by fake hoarder wannabes like you guys. ‘Oh look at us, the back seat of our car has so much stuff in it there’s no room for passengers.’ Come on! Real hoarders have the whole car filled up to the roof except for a tiny space just big enough for the driver.” –Peanut Gallery
“I was going to say that Reggie is a better friend than I’d assumed — he’s a rich kid, and instead of pushing the car, he could have called a Lyft and abandoned his friends — but then I looked at the group assembled here. Archie, Jughead, Reggie, and Moose? This isn’t a group of friends! I don’t know what they were up to — please let it be a heist! — but ‘lost my keys at the beach’ is an obvious fake alibi for their many crimes.” –Victor Von
“‘Junk luggers’ is the slang for twin siblings in a committed relationship with each other, apparently.” –Tabby Lavalamp
“Here’s the weirdest part: the song being played right now is ‘The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald’ by Gordon Lightfoot.” –Joe Blevins
“I always thought Hi and Lois were Northeastern suburbanites, but is it possible that they live in the coastal West? Sure, it’s more earthquake-prone, but that would also mean that their huge tract of land — with a backyard so large that you can’t even see where it ends — would be even more valuable. It’s a little strange that they have to rake up so many deciduous leaves in the fall, but then again, so did the Peanuts gang, while Charles Schulz famously lived in Northern California. Anyhow, it’s a good thing they have so much space, because it’s hard to see Chip ever moving out once rock & roll is completely taken over by AI, and the twins don’t exactly seem like geniuses either. (On the other hand, Trixie will move to Arizona to be closer to her beloved sunbeam, and will visit her parents once a year at Christmas, in between sessions with her therapist to talk over her neglect-filled childhood.)” –BigTed
“‘What are they up to?’ ‘I’d say the taller of the two is 4′6″, maybe 4′7″; the shorter one is probably 4′5″.’” –Bob Tice
“Ladies, if you’ll indulge me for a mo, would you do me a real quick favor and lower your arms to your sides? I just want to make sure that they’re both the same length and that the right one isn’t actually some grotesque spaghetti/arm hybrid that’s going to end up draped across the sta– Oh. Oh, no.” –els
“‘We’ll get him back, Mister President,’ the Phantom says, thinking back to the last tragic escape from Bangalla’s prison system which ended in a tragic and ill-advised nude performance of Hamlet.” –Voshkod
“Geez, Mother Goose and Grimm, they ceased operation now. You can just say ‘Spirit Airlines.’” –2+2=7
“I’m reminded of the ending of Avenue Q, when Princeton decides that his purpose is to take everything he’s learned in life and put it into a show. To which Brian replies, ‘Dude, are you high?’ No one is high in Judge Parker, unfortunately. You can tell by the way everyone looks like they bit into a lemon.” –Lauralot
“Herb’s in the kitchen, idly piling mashed potatoes into a graven image of a calf.” –Dan
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5 replies to “Metapost: The comments of the week are BACK, baby”
Congratulations, Abram! Thanks, Josh!
Shadow COTW Contenders, Part 1
Bob Tice
July 25th, 2026 at 4:06 am Reply
Mary Worth: “Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son.”
— Dean Wormer to Flounder, “Animal House”
Oh. Wait a minute. It isn’t Sunday Quote Box Time yet.
The Rambling Otter
July 25th, 2026 at 5:08 am Reply
Six Chix:
-Takes place in a castle
-Has a believable romance
-Has talking animals.
I guess if Piro wants to read Medieval furry porn, who’s going to stop her?
Ken
July 25th, 2026 at 5:46 am Reply
Rex Morgan: When reading “The Morgans are pretty smart folks,” remember this is a world where the average store manager will let these two walk out of the store with a shopping cart full of expensive electronics. Twice. I’m just saying that “knows how to use a knife and fork” qualifies as genius level around here.
Anonymous
July 25th, 2026 at 9:00 am Reply
Rex Morgan: ” The boys are young and have no sense. They took a piss on an electric fence. It burned so bad when it shocked their balls …that it made them shit in their overalls. They should have a bright future in Retail Management. “
Artist formerly known as Ben
July 25th, 2026 at 11:03 am Reply
Gil Thorp: So do they always hand the Coach of the Year a freshly polished traffic cone or..?
Bob Tice
July 26th, 2026 at 2:59 am Reply
Mark Trail: What exactly is “misunderstood” about sharks, anyway? — you go in the ocean, and there’s a meaningful risk that they might attack you, right?
Tabby Lavalamp
July 26th, 2026 at 7:22 am Reply
Mark Trail: That was a very impressive Biliad, Uncle Lumpy. You’ve inspired me to do something similar for Mark Trail…
Trail shark, doo doo doo doo doo doo
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Trail shark!
Comic shark, doo doo doo doo doo doo
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Comic shark!
Comment snark, doo doo doo doo doo doo
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Comment snark!
Ukulele Ike
July 26th, 2026 at 7:36 am Reply
Phantom: Nice, huh? I hope he brought along a lunch. No better place for a beach picnic and a good lie-down than right next to the rotted, waterlogged corpse.
Bob Tice
July 27th, 2026 at 4:32 am Reply
Pluggers: You’re a plugger if you conclude from looking at the Morton’s container that when it rains, it rains iodized salt.
pugfuggly
July 28th, 2026 at 5:12 am Reply
Gil Thorp: I really appreciate that second panel which seems to be taken from the perspective of someone who’s in the process of passing out from too much booze and/or mescalin.
Liam
July 27th, 2026 at 6:07 am Reply
Mary Worth: Wilbur changed the same way a leopard changes its stripes.
Voshkod
July 27th, 2026 at 7:05 am Reply
Mary Worth: Maybe people can change, Wilbur mused. After all, I did. The rocks, quietly observing, said nothing, but they knew change. Laid down in delicate layers from the ebb and flow of an ancient sea, partially subducted in the great grinding of tectonic plates, cooked in pressure, annealed from soft sandstone to hard gneiss, then thrust into the sunlight by the convulsions of the San Andreas fault, exposed at the exact moment in time to listen to Wilbur’s little thoughts as he wandered by. Perhaps it had taken them a billion years, but oh, how the rocks had changed, in ways Wilbur never could.
Artist formerly known as Ben
July 27th, 2026 at 7:24 am Reply
Pluggers: The last time I saw a bear try to strangle a frog, Fozzie spent several months in rehab for anger management and substance abuse issues.
Liam
July 28th, 2026 at 6:07 am Reply
Gil Thorp: “I’m Marty Moon here at the honeymoon suite.”
Ukulele Ike
July 28th, 2026 at 7:49 am Reply
Gil Thorp would choose a magical, deeply romantic song for the bridal dance. My bet is “Muskrat Love” by the Captain & Tennille.
Voshkod
July 28th, 2026 at 6:16 am Reply
Gil Thorp: As Marty . . . excuse me, DJ Moon . . . began to play Gil’s song, the ghost of past music apparated into the room. A waltz that a graduating class danced to before most of them were sent to the Western Front to die. The Lindy Hop, played the night before the market collapse heralding the Great Depression. A conga, a line formed of more young men who would be sent into the next war and the lovers they left behind. A sock hop of frenzied dancing in the shadow of nuclear Armageddon. Early Hendrix for young men again about to be sent out to die in a jungle. Some Michael Jackson. The music wavered in the throbbing air, vaporous notes and staffs, before fading in fear from the greatest tragedy it had seen yet – the marriage of Gil Thorp.
Poteet
July 28th, 2026 at 2:15 pm Reply
Mark Trail: “Rehoming” gorillas???!! I suppose this story might have made even less sense if it were about a hippopotamus sanctuary, but I’m not at all sure.
MKay
July 29th, 2026 at 4:54 am Reply
Gil Thorp: Nobody puts Keri in a corner. But, it would be great if they did.
matt w
July 29th, 2026 at 4:59 am Reply
Six Chix: Even in heaven, it’s men’s robes that have pockets.
Lauralot
July 29th, 2026 at 5:26 am Reply
Hi and Lois: I thought Trixie was supposed to be talking to her stomach in the second panel. As if her stomach rumbled so loudly that her parents mistook it for an earthquake. Granted, the sound appears to be coming from the opposite direction of Trixie, but maybe her organs are capable of ventriloquism.
Tabby Lavalamp
July 29th, 2026 at 5:51 am Reply
Hi and Lois: Look at how Trixie is holding her stomach! Feed your damned baby, Hi and Lois! Her rumbly tummy shouldn’t be shaking nearby houses!
Ukulele Ike
July 29th, 2026 at 8:53 am Reply
Dick Tracy: If Wideass is making seven million dollar scores, why hasn’t he moved them to a less annoying domicile? Mrs. Kvetchman is going to get all three of them put in jail, one way or another. Either for grand larceny or for foyer clutter in the first degree.
Artist formerly known as Ben
July 29th, 2026 at 2:30 pm Reply
Hi and Lois: The earth is about to swallow the Flagstons for their many iniquities, and you can’t even guess how smug the Keanes will be about it.
Artist formerly known as Ben
July 29th, 2026 at 2:48 pm Reply
Crankshaft: It would be something if the official cause of death on Crankshaft’s autopsy report was “overwhelmed by jazz hands.”
Shadow COTW Contenders, Part 2
Activist
July 29th, 2026 at 3:30 pm Reply
Mary Worth: Boring Alert. Brandy couldn’t connect with Tommy either. He forgot to pay his phone bill.
pugfuggly
July 30th, 2026 at 4:50 am Reply
Phantom: I love not knowing a thing about this strip, because then I can imagine this story is about a man losing his prized skull.
Bob Tice
July 30th, 2026 at 4:51 am Reply
Phantom: “We’ll get him back, Mr. President. Even if I have to disguise myself in a fabric that actually breathes!”
Liam
July 30th, 2026 at 4:57 am Reply
Rex Morgan: June is putting the boys out for curbside pickup. Maybe the garbagemen will finally take the boys away.
Schroduck
July 30th, 2026 at 5:02 am Reply
Six Chix: THEN: Time-consuming hairdo, feminine dress, high-heeled shoes, insanely conical bra that turns your breasts into two pyramids.
NOW: Relaxed pony tail, casual unisex clothes, comfortable sneakers, still a big pointy Madonna bra for some reason.
But What Do I Know?
July 30th, 2026 at 5:09 am Reply
Gearhead Gertie: I loathe Gertie as much as the next mudge, but is watching a baseball game really a better choice than watching a NASCAR race?
[Editor’s Note: No, it’s a much worse choice. In NASCAR, wrecks occur. In baseball, occasional player ball-scratches. Sorry, Scratchy]
matt w
July 30th, 2026 at 5:35 am Reply
Rex Morgan: You say “Buck” but where is Buck? Have we seen Buck lately? Many times over the past months I’ve seen Rex Morgan and thought, “I wish Buck would come back.” That’s what I’ve been reduced to.
Tabby Lavalamp
July 30th, 2026 at 5:49 am Reply
Gearhead Gertie: Hey, she has monomania and you choose monogamy. She has the TV monopoly now but the monotony is on you.
Voshkod
July 30th, 2026 at 6:03 am Reply
Phantom: “We’ll get him back, Mister President,” the Phantom says, thinking back to the last tragic escape from Bangalla’s prison system which ended in a tragic and ill-advised nude performance of Hamlet.
Charterstone: Dune
July 30th, 2026 at 6:08 am Reply
Rex Morgan: What are they up to?” Sure it looks like the daughter left with the dogs and the mom left with the boys, leaving the house vulnerable and empty, but what if they are “up” to something? They’re surely “up” to something, right? Because everybody must always be “up” to something. Perhaps it’s the old Double-Dog Double-Back Double-Cross, or maybe it’s the classic Three-Card Mommy, or maybe the time-honored Empty House Humbug, or maybe you girls are just morons.
Peanut Gallery
July 30th, 2026 at 10:38 am Reply
Family Circus: “Get back in there and let the ticks find you, kid!” “But Daddy, I don’t want Limes Disease! Can’t I have Strawberry Disease instead?”
Artist formerly known as Ben
July 30th, 2026 at 12:56 pm Reply
Dick Tracy: Can an online sting operation on an arrogant gamer be visually compelling? It depends on how interested you are in bowties and mullets.
Everything Is Better With Monkeys
July 31st, 2026 at 5:03 am Reply
Herb and Jamaal: I suspect Reverend Croom has been coveting his neighbor’s ass again.
Lauralot
July 31st, 2026 at 5:11 am Reply
Herb and Jamaal: Have you ever noticed that the characters in this comic could all fit their noses inside their mouths if they so chose? That’s weird, right?
Peanut Gallery
July 31st, 2026 at 5:52 am Reply
Herb and Jamaal: Rev. Croom isn’t hungry enough for the Gluttony Special, the Wrath Platter gives him indigestion, the Envy Sandwich never looks as good as what the guy on the next stool ordered… might as well take the lazy option and order Sloth again.
Tabby Lavalamp
July 31st, 2026 at 5:52 am Reply
A show based on a Judge Parker character is a fantastic idea. A lot of people struggle with falling asleep and white noise or nature sounds just aren’t cutting it anymore.
Vulpes
July 31st, 2026 at 6:47 am Reply
Mother Goose and Grimm: Say what you will about Airworst Airlines, at least they’re honest. Not only do their employees cheerfully announce their shortcomings, their very name speaks to awfulness. “We fuckin’ suck,” says Airworst Airlines, “and we’re proud of it!” But what’s really got me wondering is what the actual in-flight experience is like. Flying on any sort of budget is at the best of times deeply unpleasant, with cramped seats, mediocre food, dry air, and limited entertainment options. How does the Airworst commitment to poor quality extend to that? Is their food actively poisonous? Instead of seats, are you confined in a pillory? She may be Mother Goose, but she’s about to experience something worthy of her dog Grimm’s namesake.
Ken
July 31st, 2026 at 6:53 am Reply
Judge Parker: Ann’s heading down the hall to the Shark Tank auditions, where she’ll pitch her line of dresses made with materials that change color depending on your body temperature, like the old “mood rings”.
richardf8
July 31st, 2026 at 7:10 am Reply
Snuffy Smith: Oh, c’mon. It’s Mercury. All the cool kids were drinking it in the 18th century, when Snuffy was born, and now he can just drink it straight out of the streams, thanks to the nice mine upriver from the holler!
Shadow COTW
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GarrisonSkunk
July 28th, 2026 at 6:10 am Reply
Sex Organ,V.D.: “REX!!!! THERE’S A SUSPICIOUS CAR OUTSIDE!” “Which one, June?” “THAT ONE MARKED SCAMS ‘ R ‘ US!”
@Baja Gaijin: Thanks for the mention,Baja.