Hi and Lois, 4/5/12
Here is a comic about a dad getting snot all over a ball he’s about to throw back to his son.
Funky Winkerbean, 4/5/12
Here is a comic about sad, desperate alcoholism.
Luann, 4/5/12
Here is a comic about Brad and Toni making out.
B.C., 4/5/12
Here is a comic about a turtle vomiting.
Beetle Bailey, 3/21/12
Amos Halftrack, aspirational onanist.
Judge Parker, 3/21/12
Nuzzling, not muzzling!
Blondie, 3/21/12
Dagwood Bumstead, Siri’s bitch.
Cuss Skunk, urban hero.
Mark Trail, 3/21/12
Stink Jacket saves the day.
— Uncle Lumpy
Luann, 3/16/12
Well, give Luann credit for this: the possibility that a character might be gay is brought up in the non-condemning context of trying to figure out why he doesn’t connect romantically with girls. But that goodwill is pretty much negated by implying that being the only son of a single mother is a root cause of gayness, and whatever positive sentiments are left are mercilessly stamped out by Gunther cringing in terror as he describes a certain part of him that knows he wants to make sex to females. (SPOILER: It’s his penis. His horrifying penis.) The upside is that, by the time I got to Gunther going on about how he’s sure Rosa’s done it with lots of dudes, I couldn’t really feel much of anything any more.
Family Circus, 3/16/12
I like the skeptical look Ma Keane is giving Billy from the background. “Wait, that’s not even a pun! Sorry, kid, the adorable malapropism bar is set pretty high around here. You’re going to have to do better than that.”