By bats | July 6, 2009 - 5:09 pm

Stop Mary Worth!

It’s roughly the same thing.  Although I have no love for Delilah “I’m so unhappy with my husband galavanting all over the world for his work, but I can’t talk to him about it,” the past three weeks has been a Worthian Brow-Beating Bonanza, with Mary turning every conversation back to Delilah reconciling with Lawrence:

“Mary, we’re out of toilet paper.”
“Maybe it’s a sign that you and Lawrence should wipe the slate clean and begin again.”

The two have finally ventured out of Mary’s condo for a walk around Charterstone:

“I’d forgotten how lovely Charterstone is, Mary!”
“No less lovely than your love for Lawrence, and his love for you.  Have you forgotten that, too?”

Fortunately, they run into “Charley,” apparently an old flame of Delilah’s, much to Delilah’s delight and Mary’s consternation:

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[Our guest-star who is wisely telling Mary to blow it out her ear is one of the cheerleading judges from Judge Parker, dressing down one of the hateful cheerleading moms.]

“Mmmm, I’d love to get in Charley’s pants again.”
“Like when you rifle Lawrence’s pockets for spare change, Delilah?”
“Oh, just shut up and die, Mary.”
“Like your marriage with Lawrence seems to be dying?”


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By bats | July 5, 2009 - 9:18 pm
Posted in Category: Miscarriage of Juggstice

Woo hoo! It’s coming up on Sophie’s cheerleading tryouts…it’s been building ALL week, and there’s a full-color Sunday spread to show her amazing athletic prowess!

Her sparkling self-confidence!

Her bright smile and innovative moves!

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What do you mean, “she’s already performed.”?  We’re not going to see anything?

Fine.  Be that way.

We’ll just imagine the worst.

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By bats | July 3, 2009 - 3:21 pm

I’m sure everyone has already made their plans for the 4th — it’s on a Saturday this year, so you can go out of town, attend a really big blow-out event, all sorts of things.

If, however, you have no prospects (or life), there’s always one more Chinet plate at this one, and it has your name on it! Oh, and the people you’ll meet!

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…or weird, earnest looks, either!

When we last saw our intrepid he-men, they were celebrating Judge Alan Parker’s retirement.  I like to think (just because this little mashup needs a back-story), that Randy Parker realizes how easily friendships can fade away, and he resolves to keep them strong! (And he gets bored having lunch with Sam Driver all the time.)

Panel 3 is the original: expression, words, bold type, you name it.  Panel 5 is a paraphrase of the original, with Rex asserting to Sarah that we have to help other people “…now more than ever!”, accompanied by Rex’s icy-blue stare of sincerity.  I swear, it was like a PSA for, um, something!

Update or something…: I couldn’t leave Randy & Co. at the Fern Grille without using yet another fabulous Rex reaction shot.   After this little soiree, Randy’s eating lunch at Subway.  Alone.  From now on.

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By bats | April 25, 2009 - 11:23 pm
Posted in Category: Miscarriage of Juggstice

This took virtually no effort.  In a classy fern bar, Sam remains clueless.

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By bats | April 11, 2009 - 6:26 pm
Posted in Category: Miscarriage of Juggstice

And in Judge Parker, no less!  Steve Shannon’s been busy finding new clients, so of course, we don’t actually see him finding new clients (which is boring), but instead we see him talking to Sam about new clients (which is — um…)

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Painting is not a great way to spend one’s time.  Well, neither is sitting in front of the computer mashing up stuff.  But sometimes good things come when you least expect it.  During a vulpine investigation, for example.

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By bats | March 10, 2009 - 10:59 am

Sometimes you just find the Platonic ideal in stock illustrations:

Which, of course, reminds me of cocktail parties, and cocktail dresses, and cocktail smalltalk.  Hey, that’s right, the party at Judge Parker‘s!

All good things must come to an end, but in Parkerville, it’s not a peek in the powder-room, with the ladies adjusting their makeup and their mammaries in their thin, silky rayon mammary holders.  Nope, it’s a couple of lawyers sitting around talking.

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By bats | February 27, 2009 - 2:31 pm
Posted in Category: Miscarriage of Juggstice

It’s an obvious gimme.  But you’ll feel better if you do, Katherine (that’s Judge Parker Sr.’s hot mama of a trophy wife):

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By bats | February 26, 2009 - 2:03 pm

Yeah, you were all thinking it.  First Judge Parker’s retirement party, with every single woman attending in very little fabric and a whole lotta skin.

Then a return to Lost Forest, with Patty still looking for her wounded pet deer Bucky.  She finds him, his antlers caught up in those of another young buck.

Can you say “rack”?  I knew you could.

Thanks to Calvin’s Cardboard Box over at CC, for those immortal words:

MT: Wow, lookit those racks get tangled up!
JP: Wow, lookit those racks get tangled up!

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