Rex Morgan: Still gay
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Rex Morgan, M.D., 4/7/06

The wheels are turning fast and furious behind Rex’s hooded eyes in panel three. “Alone, you say? That’s, um, too bad.”
Rex Morgan, M.D., 4/7/06
The wheels are turning fast and furious behind Rex’s hooded eyes in panel three. “Alone, you say? That’s, um, too bad.”
Judge Parker, 4/3/06
Panel one: who is this mystery hippie? At first I thought he was wearing some kind of flowing smock, but upon closer inspection it’s just a possibly untucked dress shirt that’s a particularly hideous shade of brown. Nevertheless, I’m not convinced that it isn’t the shade of Allen Ginsberg, cruelly condemned by a nonpoetic God to haunt Judge Parker for all eternity.
Curtis, 4/3/06
Panel 3: The poster. RAP: Nuns with guns. Two points:
Panel one: Mrs. Dr. Troy. What is it with these doctors? It’s like, “Look at my wife’s enormous chest! I’m totally not gay! [Nervous laughter.]”
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