…and the self-absorbe people who live there. Amos and Edda have been shamelessly flirting…
Weeks later, still flirting (read, talking and talking and talking…).
…even if we’re not too sure that there really ARE twins…or if you have them…or if you’re really married…
And to make matters worse: it’s official…Brooke McEldowney has run out of ideas.
And Amos and Edda still have about the squinkiest (not necessarily in a good way) strip in the comics! Some things never change.
(And all I did was change the words in the last panel.)
(But I wonder what is happening in Panel 3 that is making Amos’ myopic eyes bug out…)
Ah, the two lovebirds (I think they’re called “twits”) go on. and on. Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end…
And when you just can’t take a cartoonist (or artist. or Artiste.) drawing any more writhing undulations drolleries of his nymph of a daughter the two main characters in his strip, you may as well launch her into another strip (Take two opttions — Mark’s tough, he ca take it!
…that’s what the current storyline in 9 Chickweed Lane is not. Even with Nazis, it isn’t interesting.
But admit it…you went and saw all the Indiana Jones movies, didn’t you? Even the one with “Skull” in the title? You know, with Shia Leboeuf? Get a clue, BMcE…
…even if he were the last man on Earth.
Speaking of the last man on Earth, the eternal cock-tease, and are teen-agers really like that? Really? REALLY? The love story that is the lamest this since this side of 9 Chickweed Lane goes on (OTOH, the characters in both strips are fairly universally uninteresting…once boinked, who cares?):
Fun, Gunther-style at the New Year’s Eve Dance means leaving at 12:30 AM. Woo…
Dump the loser, Rosa! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD…
Keep running, Rosa! KEEP RUNNING!!!
Sadly, I don’t care.
Come to think of it, will anyone on the Eastern seaboard survive?
See above. (But somehow I feel better.)
…or, Does Cat Butt Really Taste That Good?
Well, just about everything from BMcE’s pen/Photoshop program hurts…
No. Really.
…but don’t tell me that BMcE couldn’t draw the face of an orgasmic woman.
Unless he’s never seen the face 0–oh, never mind.
…that we’ve seen in 9 Chickweed Lane (and Pibgorn), is this really a surprise?
So. We’ve determined that there is only one virgin in New Hampshire. And counting…
Oh, fine. Now we have the honeymoon to deal with.
