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Rex Morgan, M.D., 5/4/05

You people are all so clever and quick about this sort of thing that I can’t believe nobody’s mentioned this.

Buck’s real name is Charles.

Charles can be shortened to Chuck.

Who can unkempt pseudointellectual humanities students impress with their unkept pseudointellectuality more than high school girls? And what better way to avoid one’s paternal responsibilities than to sleep in the back yard of kindly local medicos, suturing up one’s own hand and muttering about lost Indian tribes?

As for the savage beating — I think Fence Post Frank is an innocent man. As if we needed any more proof, the evidence is now clear: don’t piss off Margo.

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An embarrassment of riches in today’s funny pages! I present to you five one-panel short takes.

From Luann, 4/18/05

I dare you to use the phrase “She’s a honey … but you’re sugar” in conversation with someone with whom you’re trying to ingratiate yourself romantically. I dare you.

From Apartment 3-G, 4/18/05

And by “she,” I’m pretty sure she means Margo. “Seriously, I can’t believe they let you in. What are you doing here?”

From Rex Morgan, M.D., 4/18/05

“Why weren’t you invited? Because Buck likes men, June. Real men with cleft chins and tight jeans and thick coats of forearm hair. Now you make sure that thumbsucker is out of my sight and my breakfast is ready by the time I’m back from the tent-pitching, you hear?”

From Mary Worth, 4/18/05

Be careful what you wish for: after three weeks of Mary filing patient reports, you will beg to see Anna and Brian quoting Richard Bach at one another again.

From B.C., 4/18/05

No, but seriously: what the f— oh, why do I even bother?

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Rex Morgan, M.D., 4/14/05

I’ll bet you just pitched that tent fairly recently, didn’t you, Buck? And are you sure you don’t want to impose just a bit longer?

I swear, this strip is getting gayer by the day. Somewhere out there, several Rex Morgan, M.D. fan fiction sites just added a separate page for Rex/Buck slash stories.