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Family Circus, 6/15/05

Yesterday, in honor of Flag Day, the Family Circus featured Dolly pledging alliegence to the flag, with a patented Family Circus word-mangling twist. Today, in honor of the day after Flag Day, we have … um, pretty much the same thing, only with just a hint of the occult. Was this just a joke that didn’t fit in yesterday’s caption but was too insanely hilarious to save till next year? Or is the Family Circus going to try to finish out the entire pledge? Every day when I read this feature I ask myself, “How long can they keep this crap up?” Usually, by “crap” I mean the Family Circus in general, but today at least I’m referring to this odious running gag.

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Gil Thorp, 6/14/05

“My mom’s a freak about my hands and lips.” Now there’s a sentence I can honestly say I’ve never seen in the comics before, and hope to never see again.

What’s with the Batman-villain-style weird angle of the house in the third panel? I’m thinking that, what with much of adolescent sexuality centering around the hands and lips, it’s the Rap-Dog’s little world spiraling down into a pit of despair.

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Sally Forth, 6/13/05

Jesus, look at Sally and Ted’s eyes! It looks like they spent the better part of the previous evening taking turns hitting each other in the face with a brick. If you want more proof of the Sally Forth-industrial complex’s horror of day jobs, you need look no further than the bleak, puffy morning faces of our two-income couple.

Speaking of day jobs, seeing Ted in a tie makes me wonder: does anyone know what exactly Mr. Forth does for a living? Other than sit around and try to think of comebacks to Sally’s witticisms, I mean.