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Rex Morgan, M.D., 4/8/23

Look, Yvonne, either this guy has gone on a journey of personal self discovery that has resulted in the enshittification of his musical career and him dressing like a Secret Service agent for some reason or he and “Dr. Mirakle” are running a badly marketed scam to captive cruisegoers, or maybe Mud Mountain thinks it’s the first one but Dr. Mirakle knows it’s the second one, but whichever one it is, it’s gonna be pretty funny, so please let’s move forward and forget about the “Muddy Boots” thing, OK? I’m sure it’s on Spotify. Maybe ask some probing questions. What’s up with the sunglasses, for instance? Is he blind now? Did Dr. Mirakle order him to blind himself, as part of his ritual of transformation? Or is he just really hungover?

Mary Worth, 4/8/23

“Wow, we just started dating, so suddenly working together every day could be a lot … and you have literally no experience in the veternary field … and you’re clearly very comfortable letting things linger on painfully instead of putting them out of their misery, as evidenced by how long it took you to fully break up with Wilbur … sounds like you’re the pefect candidate! You start Monday bright and early. Hope you own some clean scrubs because the ones down at the clinic have a lot of dog blood on them.”

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Gasoline Alley, 4/6/23

Oh, hey, Ida Knoe the evil talking doll who can travel through time, wild that you’re only now worried about the consequences of disrupting the spacetime continuum! Maybe you should’ve thought of this before you time travelled with a bunch of children, who are notorious for being idiots. I’m talking about all children, not these ones in particular, and maybe “idiot” is a bit harsh but if you’re looking for someone with both the mental acuity to understand what will and what won’t change the course of history and the self-control to act on that understanding, a bunch of seven-year-olds is not your best bet.

Rex Morgan, M.D., 4/6/23

One of the funnier possibilities in this storyline is that Mud Mountain Murphy and Dr. Mirakle are entirely sincere and have just picked the worse possible venue for a long-established artist to unveil an entirely new repetoire/personality. Like, I don’t mean to talk smack about the great pastime of going on cruises, but I think the cruise lifestyle largely caters to people who want a certain nonthreatening consistency out of a vacation, and if you try to “mix things up” you will end up with patrons like Yvonne in panel three, literally praying to hear just one song she already knows the words to, just one.

Dennis the Menace, 4/6/23

Look, kid, the swinging can’t start until you go to bed already

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Panel from Slylock Fox, 4/2/23

I dunno, man, I kind of doubt that the Forest Kingdom’s legal regime says you’re allowed to take away someone’s jar of nuts and weigh it just based on reasonable suspicion alone, but aren’t allowed to open it without a warrant. I kind of think Slylock is, once again, just showing off his ratiocination abilities here.

Hi and Lois, 4/2/23

I really enjoy how sour Dot looks in the final panel here! Like many English words, “season” is polysemous, and frankly Dot is not here for it.

Rex Morgan, M.D., 4/2/23

Sooooo, what do we think, is that Rene in yet another of his wigs, or is Dr. Mirakle just some guy? Either way, since he’s managed to purge Mud’s mind of the darkness that allowed him to produce such emotionally complex hits as “Muddy Boots” and has left him so happy that all he can churn out is nonsense treacle, maybe one of those private seminars would be pretty helpful!

Dustin, 4/2/23

Oh, hey, just FYI, last year on a cruise Dustin’s dad’s dick, or his balls, or maybe both his dick and his balls, popped out of his swimsuit while he was out in public. We should obviously be thankful that we’re only hearing about this second hand, but honestly hearing about it second hand is no picnic either.