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Rex Morgan, M.D., 2/28/06

She also tied a note to one of his clubs that said, “Good luck, honey! I hope you get a hole in one!” But we don’t find out about that until years later, after the divorce.

Meanwhile, here’s a shocker from today’s Mark Trail.

On the left we have Blake, the Lex Luthor of eminent domain’s lawyer (we this know because L.L.o.E.D. says “You’re my lawyer, Blake”). On the right, we have Scott, erstwhile husband of Lynn, former co-conspirator to commit murder, and, presumably, current CEO of BoydCo. Put them together, and we have proof that the entire universe of Mark Trail is populated by about eight people.

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Herb and Jamaal and Kudzu, 2/27/06

hey guys just fyi

kids like 2 txt ech othr on their cels true

but txt msg refs dont = instnt laff riot

actual jokes stil needed even for gen y

+ lady in h&j: only luzers use 2 thums 2 txt

thes comix dont make me lol

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Gil Thorp, 2/25/06; Panels from the Phantom, 2/25-6/06; Apartment 3-G, For Better or for Worse, and panel from Mary Worth, 2/26/06

Is this the comics’ first prime number joke outside of Fox Trot?

Are these teasers — the latter acknowledging that no reader can be expected to have a clue as to what’s going on in the Sunday Phantom, the former being just flat-out cold — even better than Spider-Man’ Olivia-Newton John reference last year?

Has Margo, desperate for company now that her boss hates her and her roommates are snubbing her, gone and joined the Happy Hands Club?

Is it true that this bird you cannot chai-yi-ay-yi-ay-yi-aynge?

Psychedelic shock-happy bunny: Awesome, horrifying, or horrifyingly awesome?