Troubled youth
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Dennis the Menace, 8/27/26
As my readers well know, part of Dennis’s whole deal is that he hates his mother’s cooking and will insult it at any opportunity. Today, though, he ruefully admits that, even though his mother is bad at cooking, he doesn’t know anyone who’s better at it. Presumably he knows what good food tastes like as a result of his parents’ occasional attempts to bring him to fancy restaurants, but he doesn’t know any other cooks personally because his parents’ occasional attempts to make friends end in disaster when Dennis repeats their catty insults, so they never get invited over to anyone else’s house for dinner.
Daddy Daze, 8/27/26
Uh oh! The Daddy Daze family’s car is being fixed, but the garage won’t take credit cards, and the Daddy Daze daddy doesn’t have enough cash. What is he going to do? Follow the Daddy Daze baby’s suggestion, and … steal money from a carnival bathroom, I think?
26 replies to “Troubled youth”
MW: Hoping for a generous tip for his attentive service to Mary and Jeff at dinner, the waiter finds himself stiffed by a thank-you note written on a sea motif card.
FG: Looks like are old buddy Wolfang got to star in a few army training films. Wonder if they made him do the hygiene films too.
DtM: Dennis ups his game. “You’re the best cook I know…More’s the pity.”
That’s fantastic news about Josh’s novel. I’ve always been fascinated by the history of newspaper comics, so I’ll definitely look into it.
We all know that the Baby of Daddy daze doesn’t speak, it is just a way for daddy to externalise his intrusive thoughts and immoral ideas (“should I blow the mechanic to pay the bill?”). He has simply reinvented the bicameral mind
@StripReader: BOT!
Dennis the Menace: Since Alice is an original tradwife from the actual mid-20th century, I guess it makes sense that she’s spending all day at home in nice dress, full jewelry, and a protective white apron. Which is actually very practical, since the bright-orange pumpkin soup she’s cooking Dennis for lunch is about to boil over the top of the pot and make a big mess — at which point she’ll have to clean up and put some chicken nuggets in the air fryer, like every other mom in 2026.
Daddy Daze: The baby is actually whispering, “You can’t break a one-syllable word onto the next line, dummy!”
He is just six year old and he is already insulting people using the overtly narrow superlative? Dennis might not be fit for an office job, but he’ll make a great drag queen!
DtM: Dennis has either ingested a controlled substance or been replaced by a pod person. Mom is just too exhausted to care.
MW: To Whom It May Concern: Putting a perky little streak of gray on a buff forty year-old does NOT make him look any less like Mary’s grandson.
JP: No longer a judge? You’re lucky you haven’t been disbarred.
DtM Ah but you do know one cook, Dennis, you said it yourself! If you want to riff with pedantry, you best come correct.
DD So…the baby was proposing carnaval prostitution, right? I can’t be the only one who read it like that..
@Guillermo el chiclero:
Yes, and they also made him do the PSAs about not babbling secrets to civilians, and the ones about VDs. Like, he was hyped up as an invincible super-gladiator mercenary bounty hunter, but most of Mongo knew Wolfgang as their equivalent to Private SNAFU/Beetle Bailey.
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Daddy Daze : Paul is SMILING at Angus’ suggestion. Whatever it is, they’re going through with it.
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Sally Forth : One minor criticism : Ted Forth’s thought bubble should read “…’Cause I’ve got STRENGTH of the SOUL, and NOONE’s gonna BEND or BREAK me! I can reach any star… ‘Cause I’ve got FAITH… FAITH of the HEART~” I’m sure Poteet would appreciate THAT aspect of Ted Forth!
(By which I mean, I want Poteet to fully grasp how Ted Forth’s twee Sci-fi obsession is insufferable)Daddy Daze:
The solution that Baby Angus is proposing is Kakaesque.
Daddy Daze-“You want me to bet on podracing?”
Dennis the Menace-A sudden chill runs down Mary Worth’s spine. She casually picks up the phone. “Have Dennis Mitchell eliminated.”
MW-“This’ll increase my meddling powers tenfold.”
FC-“Let’s hope they don’t come back.”
Blondie-Sadly the barber has yet gotten any female customers who want a Brazilian.
DD: “Whisper whisper?” What, are they afraid we’ll be able to translate “ba ba ba” and thus spoil the punch line?
Daddy Daze: Did he follow the Forths back to the 1980s? Even the small, sole-proprietor type places at least take Cash App/Venmo/Zelle. Heck, I have a harder time using cash these days now that most stores have self-checkout machines that refuse to make change.
DtM:
“But how come you don’t have dark hair, like Betty Crocker?”
DtM: 1950s TV housewife dress, makeup, and perfume in 2026 is a very specific kink. Alice has to get Dennis fed and out to play before Henry gets home.
“Guess what came in the mail, big guy.”
“The Playtex girdle?!”
DD: Baby Angus is just offering the deposit he just made.
Murky Tail:
Tomorrow: the cave has buyer’s remorse and spits him back out.
Wary Morth:
Looks like Moy has abandoned Dusk’s single tear heartbreak as completely as she did Trixie’s Great Escape. Unlike Trixie, who had genuinely interesting possibilities – far too interesting for this strip – even MOY probably is bored to (both eye) tears about Dusk and her romances.
MW: Ah, Baloney!
Wrecks Moregone:
Janejean or Jeanjane has suddenly developed acute constipation while Jeanjane or Janejean has suddenly developed acute wisdom toothache, right? That’s what their body language shows, right?
DT: KA-BOOM!!!
Luann: This begs the question of course, how did Luann get into the Community College if she has no conception of basic paperwork? I wonder if this is part of some big retcon and a few months down the line Luann is going to wake up and the past several years have just been a dream?
DD — No, I don’t think even the carnival will allow you to pawn an infant.
@ComicallyChallenged: Yeah, and don’t banks still give cash advances on credit cards? I legitimately wonder how cartoonists manage to justify ignoring everyday reality in the aid of producing jokes that aren’t even funny.