Best kind of abyss, right after James Cameron’s
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Heathcliff, 6/11/26
It’s true that California has higher gas prices than the rest of the country, but I guarantee that every time you’ve seen a viral picture on social media of a station with shockingly high gas prices with a caption of “OMG Cali gas is crazy,” it’s one of two specific stations in Los Angeles where the prices are $2 or even $3 higher than they are everywhere else in the city for various odd reasons. One of these is in Chinatown, close to where I used to live, and once I was walking past it and saw a dark purple Bentley and there was something odd about it and I said to myself, “Wait, is that thing covered in velour?” so I went up to touch it and … reader, it was, or at least a thin layer of some vaguely fuzzy-feeling velour-like substance. No idea what the owner did when it rained, but I am 100% sure that that’s what’s going on with Heathcliff’s car.
Herb and Jamaal, 6/11/26
Look, I know that being hilariously nonspecific is one of Herb and Jamaal’s beloved running bits, but … Rev. Croom is clearly talking about hell, and all the people who are going there. He’s a Christian clergyman, he believes in hell and that’s what he’s talking about! Don’t give us this “inferno abyss” business, I’m pretty sure you’re allowed to say “hell” in the newspaper these days.
Mother Goose and Grimm, 6/11/26
It honestly bothers me so much that Ma Goose is delivering this extremely tepid joke to an unknown interlocutor over the phone. There are multiple named characters in this strip that she lives with that she could’ve bounced this off of! Then we could’ve seen their reaction! You know, because the comics are … a visual medium?
Crankshaft, 6/11/26
Like, for instance, it’s important that we can see Harry Dinkle’s face so we know how completely unenthusiastic he is about all this. If you just had the dialogue, you might think he was excited to go on a little adventure, rummage through his old memories, and help out his friends, but in fact he doesn’t look like he’s feeling much of anything at all. “Didn’t the strip I was in end?” he’s thinking. “Why am I in this one? Why am I here? Why can’t I die?”
Rhymes With Orange, 6/11/26
Folks, do you ever look up in the sky at clouds and wonder if they get horny? Well, they do … in the whimsical world of the comics.
109 replies to “Best kind of abyss, right after James Cameron’s”
Rhymes with Orange:
“Your doing so will ‘cloud’ my judgment.”
Mary Worth Mashup: So where’s Mary? I know!
Beetle Bailey: It’s obvious someone gifted Cookie a copy of “Cooking for Ditzes” by Toby Cameron.
Hi and Lois: Finally! The kid got a cookie from the Forbidden Cookie Jar.
Phantom: Boomsby? Yes, Phantom, put The Python in the bunk above Vanna the Volcano.
Herb & Jamaal DOES suck, so maybe “the Inferno Abyss” is, like, the Dollar Tree version of Hell? And they just lucked out that the spelling on the label was right?
Man, Earth Science was one of the lamest-ass classes in my whole school career. Could it have been saved by teaching us about cloud sex? Signs point to “no!”
Herb and Jamaal:
“The inferno abyss is going to experience a huge population growth. And then there’ll be hell to pay!”
Rhymes With Orange-“Burning coal.”
Crankshaft-“What? I’ve been here all week. It’s finally time for me to say something.”
MW-“Have you ever tossed an oding friend from a moving car in front of a hospital?”
FC-Uh, Dolly, for the Trolley Problem it is two separate tracks.
Heathcliff-How many animals died to make that cover?
Heathcliff:
“He requested flea shampoo.”
“That really ticks me off!”
The joke behind Mother Goose & Grimm is supposed to be that the person she’s talking to IS one of her imaginary friends, which is why she can’t say this punchline to an actual physical character. Trouble is, the writer didn’t know what someone talking to a Facebook friend was supposed to look like, but they heard that people access Facebook on their phones…
Rex Morgan: Yes, Truck, please tell us about Mud’s “darndest life.” The darnedest thing I’ve seen is him pretending to soil himself on stage, and that ain’t all that darndest.
Shouldn’t it be the dirty cloud asking the clean cloud to talk dirty?
Heath: Velour car, golden shoes, I’d a thought Hollywood rather than Chinatown. Shows how little I know about LA culture.
Where is the mystery here? Dinkle says he has the records and knows where they are! It’s like Ed paid no attention to the conversation, thus making him much smarter than me!
Rhymes with Orange:
“Surely you can’t be cirrus, lady!”
“I’m not. I’m cumulus!”
@A Grave Mind:
No, see, it’s one of his hilarious malaprops : he meant MEMORY lane, not mystery!
RWO: That’s how smog is formed?!?
Heathcliff:
“He requested flea shampoo — said he’s heading for Wuthering Heights, and there’s an infestation there!”
“My loser father’s orchestra was at the bottom, playing regional ballrooms in Ohio.”
“Did he have a recording contract?”
“Of course he did!”
Six Chix Mashup: Fixed that for ya, Lawton.
Ohforcryinoutloud it’s “infernal abyss”
@Baja Gaijin: I will never believe anything in Sick Chicks again. Wilbur, a real man?
@11 Ukranazi Stepan: Yes.
Blondie prefers that Elmo kicking Dagwood’s balls be confined to the outdoors.
RwO: “Baby, you put the ‘cum’ in ‘cumulonimbus!'” (I am so sorry.)
Mother Goose’s phone headset isn’t even attached to the phone body. She’s talking to one of those imaginary friends… Chilling.
@Everything Is Better With Monkeys: Yes! or “the inferno’s abyss” or an “abyssal inferno” – that double noun doesn’t even work as an attempt at a compound word!
RWO —
Fast receding angel hair
And fat white dumplings in the air
And soft relations everywhere
I’ve been with clouds that way
But some they only block the sun
Bad boys and girls hurt everyone
Couldn’t resist and so I’ve done
Dark clouds too in my day
I’ve boinked with clouds from both sides now
Up and down and still somehow
It’s clouds illusions I recall
I really don’t know clouds, at all.
With sincere apologies to Joni Mitchell
Rex Morgan, MILF Diver: “We’re having a key party tonight. You and Rhwanda wanna show up?”
Heathcliff: It me, rolling into town after a week’s vacation. (I work about as well as Heathcliff’s catmobile.)
H&L And when Ditto is caught with “but I can’t *see* if there are keys there without *eating* the cookies to show the bottom”, they can get him to check the big bowl of spinach salad in the refrigerator…
H&J: “Inferno abyss” just doesn’t have the same ring as “disco inferno.”
Heathcliff: Heathcliff’s car may be covered in fur, but I’m more captivated by the little glass bubble he’s sitting in. It brings to mind the Popemobile. Is Heathcliff the Cat Pope? Head of the Holy Cat Lick and Allergenic Church? Or did he steal his car from the Cat Pope? Knowing Heathcliff, it could go either way.
RMMD: “Really? What’s so unusual about it? I guess I do have a habit of vaguely interesting things happening to me, but they’re never allowed to progress or be shown on screen.”
@Anonymous: I thought I was unexpectedly mad that there was no malapropism. Now I’m mad about how bad the malapropism is.
“Say, what kind of cloud are you? Because you look like a cupidonimbus.”
I’ll show myself out.
Heathcliff I mean, for fleas to be attracted to that car it would have to have blood, and no blood without flesh. Yes, I’m saying that thst car is a living breathing creature that Heathcliff, through evil magic or science, has transformed into a car.
MGG “That’s fine ma’am but if you don’t have an actual emergency I’m going to have to hang up…”
@Baja Gaijin: So which butt is she checking out?
Rhymes with Orange; That white cloud is hooking up with a black cloud as some kind of fetish similar to the Sean Penn character in the movie “One Battle After Another”
Mother Goose: The joke is that she’s old and demented and nobody actually wants to associate with her except scammers trying to take advantage and steal her money or identity.
Herb and Jamaal: There are significantly less violent crimes and there is much more tolerance for cultural diversity in America now than any other time in the last 250 years. Seriously, if you think there is anger and divisiveness that is sending people to Hell in 2026 than the vast majority of past human civilization is already there. If anything there has been a significant decrease in the number of people sent to hell in just the past 50 years.
GT: I thought I told you to keep Ghibli off your nasty, nasty pen, Merrill!!
Phantom: What the hell… *Boomsby*?! Did you have a little um… accident, Mr. Phantom? Does your wife need to come down with a clean leotard?
@Baja Gaijin: Maybe Truck meant the ‘doodiest’?
@Banana Jr. 6000: Who said anything about a contract? I’m sure Dinkle Sr. blew the band’s meager fee on one of those ‘record your own voice’ booths that were around back then. A bit of a hassle trying to cram the whole band in there to record, but Dinkle Sr. assured them it was worth it!
Crankshaft:
“I’d say its time for a trip down misery lane!”
RMMD: Will wonders never cease! The dialog in the first panel shows that Mud has already told Truck the whole story about Mae Mae / Lorna and the diner. We didn’t have to suffer through two weeks of Mud recapping the last fifteen weeks! Has the author finally learned something about economical storytelling?
Mother Goose accidentally changed her gender identity on Facebook Dating from female to male and now she’s being swarmed by the sexual perverts who are into that kind of thing. They keep sending her their erotic fanfic and asking to see her cloaca. It’s really sick stuff.
Mother Goose and Grimm: Why did they cut the third panel, where the camera pans out, and we see that Mother Goose’s handset is disconnected from her phone and she’s been living in a squalid mental institution for decades? Too real?
Heathcliff: This is how the world ends. Not with a bang, but with a vehicular-born blood parasite.
MW: Dawn can get away with the “learned from my mistakes” routine only with someone who knows literally nothing about her.
GT: Mimi’s getting dumped? Watch out, she’s going to show up at Gil’s wedding even more charming than usual.
@Ken: Don’t get your hopes up, that’s just so the next 15 weeks can be spent on the interminable story of how Mud met Mae Mae and she was lured away by the bright lights of Hollywood, breaking his heart and leading him to become the pants-crapping man he is (or was) today!
JP: I’m glad that we’re just hand-waving away Glucas. We need never speak of them or their screwed-up family again. Sophie needs to get back to her *own* screwed up family! Reena, *shut up*, you’re almost free!
Satan’s lawyer sends a ‘cease and desist’ letter to Herb and Jamal.
“What?! Inferno Abyss can refer to anything. Uh, Death Valley, CA for example. Sheesh. How nonspecific do we have to get.”
I can totally see Heathcliff’s car being used on ahem that 1960s TV series with Adam West. Not by Eartha Kitt’s character — it’s not stylish enough for her — but for her henchmen to follow behind the Catmobile.
(Sorry if this duplicates, my first version tripped the censorbot because I included the name of Mr. West’s character.)
It’s only taken a few decades, but someone has finally noticed how rich Jim Davis is and has decided to get Heathcliff into the merchandising racket. “Oh boy! It’s Heathcliff’s car! Can I get it, mommy?”
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Don’t you dare both sides it, Croom. We know that Herb caused this.
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I refuse to accept that Crankshaft cares.
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“Where does rain come from?”
“You see, when a lady cloud gets aroused she starts to moisten…”
“And where does snow come from?”
“That’s cloud jizz.”
@Ken: In 1974 Playboy Playmate of the Month Ruthie Ross appeared at a Ford dealership with Burt Ward, who was in his Robin costume. A friend and I took the Playboy with Ruthie in it to get autographed. There was a crowd at the dealership – kids crowded around Robin with their parents hanging back, the dads probably wanting to get closer to ogle Ruthie. My friend and I barged through the kids. Without thinking about the setting, I put the open Playboy down in front of Ruthie to a page with a spread of her (spread can have two meanings there). She turned red, shut the Playboy, and said, “Don’t do that!” The kids peered over, going “Wowwww!”, and Robin damn near fell off his chair laughing. (Hope the modbot allows me to say Robin.)
CS: OK, I think I’ve learned how this strip works. They’ll open the box with the records, but it will also contain an old comic book, which one of them thinks might be worth something, so they’ll take it to a comic book store, where Batton Thomas happens to be holding a book-signing event, and he’ll reminisce for six weeks of strips about how exactly that issue launched his own writing career and made him the genius author he is today.
GT, tomorrow: “Hi Emily, this is Erika and…no I’m not having second thoughts. I just never meant to give you my car keys too. No, just the house key. Can I come by and get my car keys? What do you mean, ‘stay away from me?’ It takes forever to get out of town in a golf cart. Come on, my legs are tired and my golf bag is heavy. Seriously? Would it help if I brought cake?”
Chix (sic): Lawton’s message to her significant other is …Now you know how I feel?
FC: By the look on their faces that monkey and duck are totally gonna fuck when back in the toy box.
Dante’s Inferno is described as an abyss (Thus he went in, and thus he made me enter / The foremost circle that surrounds the abyss. – Longfellow translation), so this might be the rare time that erroneous generification of a term worked in Herb and Jamaal‘s favor.
FC: “…an’ next week they’ll each have their own drinking fountain!”
@MKay: GT: Mimi’s getting dumped? Watch out, she’s going to show up at Gil’s wedding even more charming than usual.
Leading to the immortal breakup line: It’s not you, it’s Mimi!
@The Quiet Man: It’s the Funkyverse. All creative endeavors must be validated by national-level media contracts. And the story must show that process. Even’s Harry Dinkle’s nursing home band got a record contract and a tour. Which doesn’t even make sense in a William Hung kind of way.
One of those awful Batton Thomas strips was about the day he got his contract from the syndicate, and he rubbed it in his wannabe rockstar neighbor’s face, saying something like “I knew there was now a difference between us.” That was the defining moment of Tom Batiuk’s life. He has a media contract, and you don’t. He is a better writer than you, and therefore, a better person than you. The end.
And Batiuk spent much of that media contract publishing stories about his cast of detestable hack writers like Lillian McKenzie getting media contracts, and enjoying the same unearned smugness. And it looks like we’re going there again, for a long-dead local bandleader whose own son is so disinterested that he keeps those records in a storage locker.
It never rains in Southern California…but it purrs.
@Hibbleton: And Satan’s lawyer must be pretty evil! After all, the Archfiend had quite a talent pool to draw from. . . .
C’shaft: I hope to God that the albums were thoroughly trashed by the conditions in the storage locker. Mildewed, warped from extreme heat, covered in insect larvae and animal droppings. Because if I’m going to suffer this self-indulgent nostalgia for the dead and dying, I want the characters to suffer too.
MG&G: The prevalence of people developing parasocial relationships with AI chatbots makes this strip unusually cutting-edge for the comics.
RMMD: If a cloud has sex with smog, does it get an STD?
GT: That faceless Asian woman appears in the first two panels because Ericka went inside the Grudge house? That’s a weird turn for the strip.
Henry answers: Sure. I never did understand sports anyway.
RWO: I guess that’s one way to get on cloud nine.
9CL: There is absolutely no way that Amos can change change her oil. Nor can he “change her oil”.
GT: First they make her look like John Madden in drag, then they have her girlfriend break up with her…this strip really does want to punish Emily for leaving Gil, doesn’t it?
JP: “Besides, it’s been so long since he’s been in the strip hardly anyone remembers who Glen is anymore.”
MW: Speaking of mistakes, does June Brigman want to take another crack at Dawn’s profile in panel two? Because right now she’s leaning into “eugenics pamphlet from the 19th century” territory.
RwO: Piccolo woke up one morning thinking “what if a tornado was a penis and the eye-of-the-hurricane was a vagina?”
@MKay: My deep knowledge of how the Plot-O-Matic 2026 (Now enhanced with AI!) works tells me that Ericka’s ultimatum will finally prompt Mimi to propose. For badly-explained reasons, the only day available for their wedding is the same day as Gil’s. For the sake of the Thorp kids, who want to attend both, they’re combined into a dual ceremony and dual reception afterward.
Gasoline Alley: Maybe Walt and Skeezix haven’t seen any other cars in Hootin’ Holler because the only person in town who owns one is Doc Pritchart, and his is something vaguely Model-T-ish because God forbid anyone in this hillbilly village should own ANYTHING that looks like it was made after 1930. It probably broke down ten years ago, and in the absence of the Internet or a printed JC Whitney catalogue, there was no way to get parts to fix it (keeping a Model T running is surprisingly easy out here in the modern world, but you do kinda need to be able to contact the outfits that sell replacement parts).
And of course, we do have the somewhat disturbing scenario of two supercentenarians on a road trip together.
@TheDiva:
On Crankshaft, and the old records from the 1930s being ruined due to not having been stored and maintained properly : would be nice, but I think this comic believes that the sacrosanctity of memorabilia is enforced by Nature itself, and that it’s impossible for stuff forgotten in an attic to be too damaged to be of any value anymore.
At least, that’s if Jeff actually got money for his old comics that had visible water damage and smelled of smoke.
@But What Do I Know?: Reminds me of one of my favorite jokes, pasted from Reddit.
An engineer dies and goes to Hell. He’s hot and miserable, so he decides to take action. The A/C has been busted for a long time, so he fixes it. Things cool down quickly. The moving walkway motor is jammed, so he unjams it. People can get from place to place more easily. The TV was grainy and unclear, so he fixes the connection to the satellite dish, and now they get hundreds of high def channels.
One day, God decides to look down on Hell to see how his grand design is working out and notices that everyone is happy and enjoying umbrella drinks. He asks the Devil what’s up? The Devil says, “Things are great down here since you sent us an engineer.” “What?” says God. “An engineer? I didn’t send you one of those. That must have been a mistake. Send him upstairs immediately.” The Devil responds, “No way. We want to keep our engineer. We like him.” God demands, “If you don’t send him to me immediately, I’ll sue!” The Devil laughs. “Where are you going to get a lawyer?”
GT So Erika breaks up by handing Mimi back 3 keys… house obviously and then… uh… Mimi has a vacation home? Erika was using Mimi’s bank safety deposit box? they each have a spare of the other’s car key and Erika is grumpily waiting for Mimi to face reality and hand hers back??
@Everything Is Better With Monkeys: THANK you! That was the first thing I noticed too! You’d think a man of the cloth would know that, wouldn’t you?
Now the only thing I have to ponder is that purple-velour pimpmobile Josh found in Chinatown. The Triads do more than enough sex trafficking to make this feasible God forgive us, but I thought at least the Mack Daddy Superfly days ended awhile ago.l, and I don’t think those fashions ever caught on with the Chinese.
@Anonymous: Clearly the Reverend spends more time looking at social media than talking to his live parishioners, and so judges the state of the world from that (as we all do, right?). Of course, it’s entirely possible that when they try to contact HIM he just connects them to ChatGPT anyway, so it all evens out.
Herb and Jamaal:
“Enter through the narrow gate, for the gate is wide and the road is easy that leads to destruction, and there are many who take it. For the gate is narrow and the road is hard that leads to life, and there are few who find it.” So says the Gospel of Matthew, Chapter 7, verses 13–14, and many churches and clergy take it to mean that inevitably, most people are going to Hell. Despite worrying about lots of people heading to the “Inferno Abyss”, Rev. Croom doesn’t exactly seem to be one of those people, since he thinks that political polarization is going to cause an appreciable increase in the population of the damned. That implies that his church believes that 1.) Hell exists and 2.) most people aren’t going there unless they really misbehave, a combination that probably has a lot of mass appeal but relatively little scriptural support. Personally I find the idea that anyone, even the worst of the worst, is going to suffer eternally to be fairly upsetting proposition, so I’m going to assume the “Inferno Abyss” is actually Rev. Croom’s attempt to rebrand Purgatory so that he can tell his congregation that everyone is at worst going there before making it to Heaven while still making the place sound scary enough that they’ll put some effort in to skip the whole thing.
Crankshaft:
Look, we all know that the Funkyverse is built around sub-par wordplay and malapropisms, but today’s offering is especially egregious. “Mystery lane”? That’s not a pun or anything, there’s nothing mysterious about this situation, come the fuck on. I think with all the reminiscing Crankshaft was feeling left out of his own comic strip and was compelled to make some kind of comment, but couldn’t come up with anything meeting his usual “standards”, such as they are. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but it’s okay, Crankshaft. I know very well that they can’t all be winners.
GT: Wait, is that Kiki? Where’s Jiji? Why is Studio Ghibli being dragged into this mess? Can the cast of Pom Poko show up next and amaze everyone with their giant, magical scrota?
Mary’s Worst: “I’m still learning about love,life, and everything.” “Its 42,Babe, I skipped ahead to the back of the book.” “YOU read a book??!!??”
Gassed Up Alleycats: Skeezix doesn’t need newfangled Gemini A.I.! He has Walt A.I.* installed in his car.
*Ancient Intelligence (?)
MW: I’m all in on the Dawmmyship. I want these two not just dating but married with children plus Mary as their livein lovable meddling sitcom landlady. NOW.
I never thought I’d live to see the day that a Blondie strip has the words “kicking” and “balls” side-by-side.
@35 Lauralot: I left that ambiguous on purpose. Who’s ass do you think she’s ogling?
@37 The Quiet Man: That makes more sense.
@72 Lauralot: Giant, magical scrota? I don’t want to know. [Googles name] Oh, they’re tanuki. Makes sense.
Mary’s Worst Part 2: “My mistakes are worst then yours,at least I never dated a cheetah!” “CHEATER! CHEATER!,YOU DUMMY!” “See,I told you I was a dummy!”
THE BOONDOCKS: Hey, what’s Evander Holyfield’s ear going for on eBay?
@Ken:
I believe you mean Julie Newmar’s character, sir.
Please make that sound as hoity toity as possible. God, I HATED that show
@Asenath:
Seconded, this was meant to be, get Tommy some Polo shirts that he doesn’t have to wear for work!
@Asenath: The problem with that scenario is that it involves Wilbur at a wedding reception. To be explicit, it involves Moy and Brigman’s ideas for the “hilarious” “hijinks” of Wilbur at a wedding reception. Hasn’t the world suffered enough?
@Lauralot: given her size by the door in panel 1 then in panel 2 out the window, Kiki is running as fast as her little legs can carry her away from *this* mess. Jiji has presumably already dashed off-panel
@A Grave Mind: The Catmobile was in season 3, when Kitt had replaced Newmar.
(Cue William Shatner snarling “Get a life!”)
Crankshaft – Crankshaft could be thinking of the Beatles’ Magical Mystery Tour TV show, which is almost universally considered to be garbage. Tom Batiuk: Hold my beer.
FC – Ladder rungs won’t contain those horrific creatures, especially that creepy monkey.
Frazz – Mrs. Olsen got the better of Caulfield, but he and Frazz still make snide comments about her behind her back.
In this case, Frazz isn’t just enabling Caulfield, Frazz is the one making the snide comment. He’s undermining the authority of teachers. Someone should report him to school management.
JP – When Sophie and Reena moved to Norway, it was to take internships in Glenn’s family’s multi million dollar charity. I’m pretty sure I’m remembering that correctly. Now, suddenly, they’re working for a company.
I avoid thinking too much about this dreck, but I still remember the pertinent details. One would think that the writer could do that. He needs to keep notes on whatever garbage he has established as the story. He could keep them in a notebook or index cards. Oh, who cares? The writer obviously doesn’t.
6Chix – @Baja Gaijin: Yup. The first thing I thought of. It’s horrifying to see it, however.
@Asenath 75: @Ken 82: I want to combine these two ideas. I want the Dawn-Tommy relationship to progress wonderfully, right up to wedding day… until Wilbur objects to it for no good reason. He makes an ass of himself, mostly because he’s jealous that his daughter Dawn found a good partner when he never did. Then at the awkward reception that only happens because Wilbur insist on “not letting the food go to waste”, Mary gets involved and tells them all that this is just “endearing quirks.”
I have to hand it to Herb & Jamaal — “if you have strong feelings about politics, you’re going to hell” is a sentiment that may just unite left and right by pissing off everybody.
@Baja Gaijin: Mashup – I see from the comments that you left it ambiguous.
@Lauralot: Re Heathcliff – He’s the Pontificat. (Stolen from 1960s MAD magazine.)
Kudos to Mother Goose for trying to revive the late Bob Newhart’s telephone bit, but it’s not working for me.
Herb And Jamaal: As Josh indicates, it’s definitely feeling like Herb And Jamaal’s big strategy is being as frustratingly vague as possible with its “satire”, presumably in the hopes that it won’t get into any controversy and people will just project their own opinions onto it. It’s like a parody of what some people online think centrism is, only played totally straight.
Crankshaft: I have no idea where this plot is going. Not because it’s exciting or unpredictable, but because I can’t imagine anything interesting arising from it’s events.
Rhymes With Oranges: So, like, is this the cloud version of raceplay?
HnJ: It’s your hell, you burn in it
@85 I speak Jive: on Six Chix: You think that viewing the image was horrifying? Imagine having to look through countless Wilburfaces to find one that’ll fit this image. OK, it was only eight Wilburfaces this time, but still…
@88 I speak Jive: I hope commenters will suggest various asses she could be ogling.
@Banana Jr. 6000: That does have the advantage of resetting the characters, since when we next see them Dawn will be blaming herself for the relationship not working, and Tommy will be back on drugs.
MW – “I’m young and learning about life, love and everything. So I think I’m ready to make another really big mistake. You game?”
Mother Goose was a girl. But she’s a goose. A baby goose is a chick. But chick means girl. Mother Goose was a girl. But she’s a goose. A baby goose is a chick. But chick means girl. Mother Goose was a girl. But…
Don Abundio, translated:
“Is the suit I wear for attending charity events still in the closet?”
“Yes…”
“But I think it’s been a while since you wore it”
@Ken: Wilbur is the anti-role model. The world must periodically suffer him so that they well and truly see what happens you go down the wrong rabbit holes. It’s sad, but necessary, so you’d best get used to watching Wilbur sobbing in public because he saw his ex with a date or giving a speech that quickly devolves into an accidental admission of incest.
@TheDiva: You jest, but I really have been getting a vibe of Mimi being “punished” for leaving Gil, almost like the writer realized he accidentally made Gil look pretty pathetic with that whole plotline and is overcorrecting badly. “HOW FUCKING DARE SHE IMMASCULATE MY GIL, HOW DARE”
@Ken: “I had sex with Eartha Kitt in an airplane bathroom. Sorry, it came up organically.” – Chevy Chase
Sorry reverend, but if you read Dante you should know that during a time of political division, there is no reward for those who reject taking a side and feel superior to the quarrel. Dante put these people outside Hell, because not even Hell wants them, forever running behind a blank standard. Less “those clown in Washington, what a bunch of clowns” and more “which side are you on?”!
“Can we hear these records?”
“No, you can’t. Comics are a visual medium”
“Then why do we spend so much time talking about a band leader and old movies?”
“Because, like most cartoonists, Batiuk would rather do something else”
Phantom: It’s true. DePaul was having an off-day when he came up with “Boomsby,” too bad no one told him it was excruciating name for a prison. Reminds me of Algernon Moncrieff’s old ailing pal, “Bunbury.”
Is a cloud wanting to date smog representative of the traditional panics over miscegenation or is part of the exoticisation of people of colour, still a subtle form of dehumanisation? In this essay…
@ectojazzmage: I had sex with Eartha Kitt in an airplane bathroom.
Okay, gotta work that into at least one conversation today.
@I speak Jive:
JP – When Sophie and Reena moved to Norway, it was to take internships in Glenn’s family’s multi million dollar charity. I’m pretty sure I’m remembering that correctly. Now, suddenly, they’re working for a company.
Your memory is correct but recall also that the landlady of the place they were staying is actually a CIA housekeeper. Among the slangs used for the CIA is The Company – so maybe Reena has been taken on as an “irregular” – they probably are keeping some form of shell front NGO and since she is there, already has been vetted it makes sense to keep her. Sophie has too much stuff in her history with CIApril going rogue along with Randy. Back to the horse farm with her.
Yes, Ditto, cookies for breakfast. Cuz being a fat idiot worked out so well for Chris Farley. Who was much, MUCH funnier than you. Now I’m gonna watch Tommy Boy, and still hate Ditto. You suck, kid.
@Ken:
Well played! Does the fact that we know we need to get a life defeat the command?
GT: Wait a second…Jiji, Kiki, Mimi…we’re missing a Lili.
@Ukulele Ike:
Ah, but did you? What I know of him, I’d be shocked Chevy did.
‘cliff: “And right then, I questioned my decision to manage a generic, nameless car wash in a hellish nightmare city ruled by despotic cat-god.”
H&J: I attended Catholic mass every week for years and years, and I can remember the priests being very sparing in their use of the H-word. I’m sure they were allowed to think it, though.
MG&G: Strips like this give us an opportunity to think about Mother Goose’s skull and what its shape might be. Like, how much of that is feathers?
‘shaft: Good old Ed, always pitching in with the mildest possible wordplay. He’s a trouper, that one.
RWO: Let the record show, the cloud of smoke said nothing.
@A Grave Mind: If I recall, in a later episode Chevy admitted that he hadn’t actually slept with her. They only dry humped inside of her tour bus.