Little Jeffy spouts, “Boy are we lucky! We’ve got a LOT of people for good night kisses!”
And a lot of flying spittle.
Hopefully (yuck) it all comes from Jeffy’s over-active salivary glands.
CC’s krazy kat speculated on the “missing child” that Mommy appears to be zeroing in on… are there other current Keane Kompound residents who are mysteriously incarcerated in the attic?
I think the answer is simple than that:
(Considering Mommy’s mammalian splendors, don’t be surprised if you don’t see this next June as a poster to promote “June is Dairy Month/Got Milk”? Just sayin’…)
Now with two options!
OPTION 1: Sexy, sexy, sexy! (yawn)
OPTION 2: Cruel, cruel, cruel!
[I guess the third option is to skip it altogether.]
I promised myself…oh, never mind. I promise myself a lot of things, and a fat lot of good that does me.
Anyway, I figured that Judge Parker’s current dealings with a crazed terrorist who is holding a wheelchair-bound old woman and a double amputee hostage could get along just fine without me (other than hoping that Gloria Sanchez might call her bluff and refuse to cooperate with her whacked-out demands). Lo and behold, Gloria did just that in the Sunday strip, which I’m sure is going to have interesting consequences in the Monday strip.
Of course, in the name of Immediate Gratification, I wasn’t especially interested in waiting until Monday. And it didn’t help that Little Guy from CC had a wonderful comment that led to all sorts of things, or at least one mash-up (thanks, Little Guy!).
…and belligerent and stupid, too. Rex and Co. are trying to shed some light on the MRSA outbreak, only to be repeatedly shouted down by yahoos in the audience hollering “How do we kill it?” (Well, it’s more like “HOW DO WE KILL IT?”).
Josh from Comic Curmudgeon invited folks to use this catchy little phrase in any number of situations ( http://joshreads.com/?p=1522#comment-481815 ), and the folks came through; read through the commentary to catch some of their excellent efforts. One CC’er wondered if the entire Foobiverse could be caught in the cross-hairs, as it were…maybe not all of them, but some (hey! a three-way squeeze!).
It hinked me out to deal with this very creepy hybrid “thing” (heck, it hinked me out to read the original Lio strip — shades of the old Steve McQueen classic, The Blob!), but I’m tough.
And mucho affection for Mark Tatulli, who does Lio. Our favorite naturalist made a two-day guest appearance this week — It. Was. Great.