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Today’s top comment, coming right after the post of Friday’s comics, not Saturday’s comics at all why would you even think that:
“Toby is really going out of her way to remind us of Iris and Tommy’s last name. What plot are we setting up here? Long-lost father returns? Tommy was switched at birth? Or is Toby just high as hell and thinks ‘Tommy Beedie’ sounds funny? Definitely that last one, right?” –stepped pyramids
And the very hilarious runners up!
“Congratulations to Bitsy on getting second billing so he could sit around completely immobile for five panels in this literal shit show of a comic.” –nescio
“The crack in Hägar’s wall (or should I say, the crack in this whole Viking façade?) clearly shows the wooden lath of a lath and plaster wall, not the wattle of wattle and daub. And don’t get me started on the glazed window. This supposed longhouse was probably built in the 20th century, and not even with traditional techniques!” –Horace Broon
“The shining moment here, the moment that will make everything completely perfect, is that the wind will soon blow his giant pile of papers away.” –The Dimensional Otter
“The standards for motherhood have really fallen low in Mary Worth! From ‘never divorce and never have fun that is not child-appropriate‘ to ‘at least she’s not fully abandoned her recovering addict son.’” –Ettorre
“Oof, just look at Cherry’s expression on that last panel. She been waiting for years to hear the L word come out of Mark’s mouth, but not like this!” –pugufggly
“At last, the preparations were complete. The vital components of the engine had been carefully removed and placed into jars, the fluids had been drained from the reservoirs, and the exterior had been piously anointed with the sacred wax. Cosmo’s car was now prepared for its eternal entombment in its mausoleum at the auto graveyard. The only thing Irv had failed to account for, even as a quiet shadow approached him from behind while he finished his holy work, was that Cosmo’s car would require servants to accompany it to the afterlife.” –jroggs
“And so begins a year long arc where Blondie cyberbullies Dagwood.” –Tabby Lavalamp
“God I love how snarky Toby is. ‘I thought Iris’s son was just a drug addicted parasite on society! But he’s been keeping a minimum wage grocery store job without doing meth in the parking lot? Truly, love works MIRACLES.’” –Lionheart
“Speaking of things I wish were kept private, I could have done without ever seeing a sweaty moaning General Halftrack accompanied by the sound effect ‘GRIND.’” –Schroduck
“I too wish the general, who commands an entire base of heavily armed soldiers who are supposed to follow his orders and don’t seem like the kind who would think too hard about whether those orders contravene the Geneva Conventions, would not ‘bring his nightmares to work.’” –matt w
“I’m usually not one to kink-shame; whatever a man and sentient whale consensually partake in is their business. But doing it in full view of the general public crosses a line. The pelican may be okay with what’s happening, but that poor fish clearly did not sign up for an underside view of lathered human genitalia.” –Wilktoast
“Looking forward to watching the strip and/or the commentariat expand on what sorts of eldritch abominations are being held at bay by Camp Swampy’s ritualized antics, a secret General Halftrack must bear alone. Perhaps our continued existence demands that, as these creatures observe our world through their eyes which are not eyes, they see constant violence, both the state-sanctioned conflict of war and the individual brutality of Sarge and Beetle — only thus will they remain convinced that we will wipe ourselves out in a blink of those not-eyes — only thus will they remain sunk in the sloth of eons, instead of rousing themselves to the all-too-easy task of eradication. Halftrack maintains the terrible fiction with every act of every day, and yet in the pit of night he wonders: is it truly a fiction? His soul cries out: ‘Snirk! Yikes!’ Laffs all around!” –Skedastic
“Today’s strip simultaneously informs us that Li’l Tater is bottle-fed, and explains why.” –Peanut Gallery
“Give us one more panel and I’m sure we’d see that Li’l Tater’s bottle has three X’s on it.” –jenna
“I can never really concentrate on anything the Gasoline Alley characters say to each other because it’s always just indecipherable, boring nonsense. So I end up concentrating on the visual details, like the guy in the orange shirt who doesn’t get any lines and who actually has to lift up his colleague’s word balloon to see what’s going on. Look at his facial expressions. That’s me reading any Gasoline Alley.” –Joe Blevins
“What with his bow-legs and size-13 shoes, this guy only thinks he’s trying out for a sandal commercial. In reality, he’s auditioning to be the motion-capture model for the Aflac duck.” –BigTed
“I’m more inclined to believe this guy’s on his way to audition for a Thinner Ankles in 30 Days promo. Which is a ripoff, because you can’t achieve results like his without a bone saw.” –made of wince
“Something about this stinks. I hate to be so archly callused about it — and I can’t nail exactly what it is, but I toe the line on this one. It’s not my jam.” –Old School Allie Cat
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