Snark It Up, FuzzBall!

I was out of town the past week (Vegas, Baby! Hardware trade show, WOO!), and I missed action (Beth cooks Tom dinner! Lu Ann whines at Margo! Heather whines at June! and a Metric Butt-ton of genuine wolves ‘n’ wilderness in Mark Trail!) in many of the strips.

However, the Evil Bush Pilot snarking at The Phantom while focusing genuine Binoc-U-Vision(tm) on him is just beautifully rendered, and Kit waving E.B. P.’s wallet and I.D. at him is classic!

So  of course, I’m gonna screw with it.

Twice!  It. Is. THAT. Good.

…and Lu Ann still remembers her plan to Teach Art to military personnel’s children! You go, girl!

Just the girls, Bernice and Delta! Young and free, and so self-sufficient!  And so innovative, grabbing a handful of paper towels from the restroom because places like AM/PM, QuikTrip and the like have seemingly never heard of those fancy napkin things.

Amid your self-congratulatory celebration, watch out for the little kid over there.

Well, not really.  But Bruce does the computery stuff on this site, so I’m letting him have some business card space with Kit.

Heck, I’m not even going to try and explain the current story-arc…

The plane carrying Mark and Wes has crashed, leaving Wes with a broken foot and Mark…well, you know.  Meanwhile, Cherry bravely soldiers on, comforting Shelley…

And you can’t say that Dolly isn’t an obedient little girl: