Well, I hardly remember her, or her blank family either. But the strangely-drawn Pru, who’s been living in the De Groot house!, is leaving. I might feel a touch sorry about this, but when you really don’t care…
Or, “Die, Luann! DIE!”
And while we’re on the subject of my own satisfaction, here’s My Candidate for the most Compassionate and Caring Physician Forever!
…until she gets married?
Like….FOREVER?!??
Oh, hell, no, not if Dr. Dad has anything to say about it. It was bad enough agonizing over Brad!
…the Extinction of the Feeblest. At least the bears got something out of it.
…that Luann’s Excellent Camping Trip would’ve ended with the dull conclusion of the girls “roughing it,” in the backyard. Heck, it’s Monday, after all.
Way too much camping. Way too much idiocy (gunning the engine…)
…not Yogi. But there might’ve been a pine cone in my ear.
Long, boring story short: Luann and her buddies go on a camping trip and lose a bunch of their gear on the way to the destination. Unfortunately, no matter how much we hope and pray and wish, Luann is likely to return home intact…
Two Words: So easily.
Two More Words: Hi, Mark!
Four More Words: Yep. So very easily.
Eleven more words: Will there be anyone like Luann there to ridicule and deride?
Sometimes a whole strip doesn’t inspire me, but several do:
Even the next day!
