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Hi and Lois, 11/10/18

Wait, but … Beetle Bailey and the Flagstons exist in the same universe! Beetle is Lois’s brother! The kids know him! Have they become suddenly and horrifyingly aware of their own status as cartoon characters? Will they attempt to escape, breaching the walls between dimensions and invading our own reality? God help us all!

Hagar the Horrible, 11/10/18

“Also, I’m a member of a murderous Viking warband. We fight people all the time, as we try to steal their precious belongings to bring back to Norway! But, as mentioned, I also hate myself. Is this … is this the kind of thing girls like? Talking about being a murderer with self-loathing? Does this make me ‘complicated?’”

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Folks, it’s Friday, so enjoy your comment of the week:

“From the look on Saul’s face and the way Greta snapped free of her leash, leaving the now-loose strand floating in the air, and is fleeing in unfocused, abject terror, I’d say Saul and Greta were greeted by Bella’s ghost image shimmering and electrically popping in the TV screen. ‘WHAT CUR DARES WEAR THE BOW TIE!?!’” –Deacon Blues

And enjoy your runners up!

“Consistency is the Amazing Spider-Man‘s greatest foe. I’ll grudgingly forgive the creators of this strip for forgetting Colleen had a sword strapped to her back last we saw her a few weeks ago, but I’m frankly troubled that we see Colleen walking forlornly away from the ruins of the Mammon Theater while Spider-Man looks despairingly in the exact opposite direction at the ruins of the Mammon Theater.” –jroggs

“Mrs Wilson is clearly not actually listening. ‘What’s so bad about that’ she asks as her husband tells her, with completely justified fury, that a 5-year old stole money from his wallet. It’s going to take her a month to notice when her husband dies from a Dennis-related heart attack.” –Rosstifer

“Big day for rejecting the idolatry of money: Mr. Wilson is learning that the power of capital is enforced only by collective arbitrary agreement that one piece of paper has worth and another doesn’t, and Peter is literally destroying a building called Mammon. Hoping tomorrow’s funnies bring us Marvin shitting on the floor of the New York Stock Exchange.” –Dan

Danny! You’re all right! And still a giant dick! I’m so … glad?” –Brutus Jay

“‘They’re just meat! Just plain, old, ordinary, disgusting flesh and blood, like you and me! There’s nothing special about them! They’re not magic!’ —Isabella Bannerman, while being dragged away in handcuffs from outside Buckingham Palace” –Joe Blevins

Curtis continues, ‘Local kid uses newscaster syntax. The dosage on his meds: Better check it.’ But his words only echo in an empty house.” –Peanut Gallery

“Who do you think you’re fooling, Greg? You’re going out to buy a pack of cigarettes and you know it. If ever there was a time for smoking, this is it.” –made of wince

Everything is moving along as planned. If you failed to notice, don’t worry: the glacial pace of this storyline is not perceptible to the naked eye. But if you compare our position with the beginning of this comic strip in the 1930s, you’ll notice some distinct changes.” –Ettore

“Greta still looks nervous, as she should. Saul appears to be adding a little chicken for flavor to a bowl of food made out of good dogs. Soon, it will be her turn. At least she’ll have the honor of being eaten from a bowl with her own name on it.” –pastordan

“Here’s a fun fact: thanks to a privileged lifestyle that actively discourages empathy, the Parkers don’t really have a facial expression that corresponds to ‘sorry.’ The best they can do is a kind of mix of ‘angry’ and ‘concerned’ that just makes it look like they’re slightly constipated.” –pugfuggly

“For the last time, we’re not sketchy; we’re stupid.” –JJ48

“Understandable, since the room’s function is completely mysterious. ‘What am I in here for? Is this a living room? A foyer? A very sparsely populated conservatory? HELP!’” –TheDiva

“I’d like to believe that Peter has purchased a set of Spider-Man pajamas from some big-box store that isn’t giving him any royalties, and that upon returning to his apartment he unironically changes out of his spider-suit and into his Spider-Man pajamas to lounge around the house just because he imagines his plainclothes self as being a big Spider-Man fan.” –Glires

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Six Chix, 11/9/18

Normally, as you know, I do not come to praise the art in Six Chix. But I actually sort of like the depiction of the facial expression on the right here? Like it’s not what you’d call … technically skilled but I do think the crinkly smile captures the emotion that they’re trying to sell us. “Ha ha, yeah, I do sometimes do that! Ya gotta love life’s little foibles!”

Hagar the Horrible, 11/9/18

Actually, I think the pedant Hagar is hitting on/scamming out of liquor is a better example of the same thing. I love how he’s chinless in a way that if drawn realistically would be grotesque but here is kinda cute, and the way you draw a crooked frown on him is just by giving him a crooked upper lip dangling over the space where his lower jaw should be.

Spider-Man, 11/9/18

There’s a lot going on here, sartorially. Like, I know it’s kind of a trope for this strip by this point, but how comfortable can Peter’s spider-suit (the proportional suit … of a spider) really be? Would he really leave it on while lounging casually around the house, making phone calls? And then there’s MJ, who, if I’m following the sequence here correctly, was sound asleep in her hotel room in her sexy underwear, butt protruding gently towards the TV, when Peter called. But let’s not let this distract us from the important thing, which is that Peter called MJ to fess up that he accidentally destroyed the theater/their livelihood, and then she tells him she heard about it “collapsing” without mentioning his involvement, so he immediately changes the subject.