By bats | February 2, 2013 - 3:26 pm
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Miscarriage of Juggstice
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What would be ultra-uber-swell to invent is a Holodeck. Like in Star Trek: The Next Generation.
Hey, if Slylock Fox’s ultimate nemesis Count Weirdly can make one, what’s holding World of Industry behind? I mean, we could peek in on all the depravity in the comics that are only hinted at, right, Count Weirdly?
…particularly when you live with an obscenely rich and beautiful woman, and you’re a pretty obscenely rich and handsome man. Yeah, sure, you have an obscenely rich and beautiful daughter attending school in Paris and mysteriously losing money from her bank account — break out the mayo!
The really cool thing about Abby is that even in the face of adversity, she keeps an even keel, and a closet full of tight, tight t-shirts.
Oh, heck, the unifying theme in both Rex Morgan, M.D., and Judge Parker recently haven’t been exotic locales, but racks!
Exhibit A (and B):
Exhibit C:
Still, lawyer and physician serial strips can be damned dull, and if we’re grateful a week before Thanksgiving for gifts like this, so be it!
Breaking News: I don’t think Bea’s gonna be a soft-sell, Avery…but then again, maybe it’s just something she ate:
Where are we? Oh, yeah. (It’s been a while since we’ve visited the Magical Pot Forest.) Avery’s camera was stolen (the one with his photos of his mano-a-finno fight with Old Hardy, a big fish) and he’s gone off to cut a deal with Bubba, King of the Weed. For a week or so, I think we were all on tenterhooks as to whether Avery was going to end up as chain-sawed fish food for Old Hardy, but maybe things will work out for the best…
Well, not the best for Sam, who apparently isn’t going to get a couple million for just standing around or anything.
OTOH, you never know who’ll wander into a secret cave, carved 1/4 mile into solid rock!
I realized that after I was finished with this (and too lazy to fix it), that skunks no longer use the Mustelid tongue. They have their own now, the mighty, mighty Mephitic tongue!
[No, I don’t know how to translate “Cuss Skunk.”]
But wait! There’s more! Maybe this should’ve been posted first — nah, I’ll blame BMcE for mucking up the panels.
Mother of mercy, is this the end of Amos?
[insert supplications here]
I don’t read the comic Curtis, unless the folks at The Comics Curmudgeon say it’s really amusing. (That’s not too often.) A few weeks ago, a skunk (possibly rabid, and at least unhomed — I think Curtis lives in the city), was chasing Curtis around and around the living room. Again, not that amusing, but the skunk looked angry, was growling, and, most important, it had a word balloon filled with cursing icons (okay, that was funny). It was immediately dubbed “Cuss Skunk.”
I think that was the one-and-only appearance of Cuss Skunk in Curtis, so I like to think he got a better agent and is now appearing in Judge Parker.
I still doubt he’ll be as well-known as Honey Badger…
Yes, indeed, Cuss Skunk is performing his classic cursing.
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