As Tildy experiences a medical emergency on the way to the hospital…
Given Rex’s wearknesses, it could be Tildy, or Mary Worth…
And don’t you figure that Rex’s leisure time will be spoiled by some big, fat, no-talent talent?!??
While June cleverly absents herself from this train-wreck of has-been singers, Rex does the best he can!
Still, Rex is not easily deterred (mo’ money! mo’money!mo’ money!).
Mud was faking his heart attack/diarrhea blowout/attempt to play as the headliner! If that’s not bad enough, Rex works hard to preserve his medical image…
Rex’s true calling…
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So a bogus art teacher is attempting to blakmail the Morgan…whatever will they do?!??
Excitement builds (then again, this is Rex Morgan…)!
New Adventure! Comic Book creator’s wife has a baby! Sarah angles for another baby in the house!
Hey, Sawah…don’r you have schoolwork or masturbation or something to keep you occupied?
How about some interest (yeah, yeah, curb your excitement) for Rex’s new patient…a vigilante? It’s the Street Sweeper! (How stupid is that???) Even the other ne’er-do-wells in Morganville think this is lame.
Could it be these thugs are more interesting than Morgan and Family? Quite possibly.
When the “Street Sweeper” sends the bad guys running, he has to find something…or someone…to keep his hard work noticeable to John Q. Public…like a drunk planning on DRIVING!!!
Drunks are more fun to deal with than dyed-in-the-wool thugs!
It’s always Monday somewhere…
Most folks don’t realize how sympathetic and caring Rex really is…
…but it was at a nearby parking garage and it didn’t disrupt the roof-top wedding of one of the staff at the Morgan clinic. The guests have gone downstairs for the dinner reception and the cutting of the cake, and that’s when things go kablooey! (Priorities, you know…)
I’ve been avoiding Rex Morgan for a long time because of its boring plots (such as they are)…but who doesn’t love a good, no-holds-barred wedding?
Yup. After all these years, Rex remains a hopeless twit, only managing to outwir his lame offspring.
Maybe a few more possibilities for therapy wouldn’t hurt, either.
While we’re thinking about food…
The saddest part of this particular comic is realizing how many BIG shopping malls that I grew up with in the Phoenix area (Metrocenter and Thomas Mall) and the surrounding areas (Los Arcos, Tri-City) are no longer there…gone, baby, gone.
Merely an obervation…
Some folks like loose change, some folks like facial hair, and ‘evry gal’s crazy ’bout a fluffy-lookin’ ‘stache!”
It’s always something. Usually smelly, too.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING to everyone near and far, Plugger and those-in-training!
And as we head into yet another Covid variant, we remember the Good Auld Days…
Sarah Morgan LOVES the Kitty Cop series of graphic novels (Daddy Rex couldn’t give a damn.). Nevertheless, she wrote a fan letter to KC’s aurthor, and we’re in for shenanigans…yeah, right.
Is that filthy lucre the Morgans smell?
Come on…it’s not that big a problem to cogitate!
In these rough times, a two-income salary is barely enough…
Looks like it’s a Go for Sara’s partnership with a comic book guy. And they guy’s wife is pregnant….so much going on in Morganville! (With stupid ideas like this, though, you’d think it would be coming from Rex himself…)
Meanwhile, the no-longer-genius Sara is having trouble coming up with a pen name. (For some reason, she rejected “Snotty-nosed Brat”).
Eureka! Sara has a pen name!
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Looks like Chunky Buck is heading for Diabeetus-land, and Rex is just the man to break the bad new to him.
Of course, not before Rex and June can get down to gettin’ down! Who cares about the ‘rona? Rex is a Doctor!
BACK TO THRILLS AND EXCITEMENT! Rex cannot say enough about the perils of diabetes, but he keeps trying!!
There’s nothing to say that you can’t have a milkshake at breakfast (fond members of the Zephyr restaurant in Chicago…which also served milkshakes by the PITCHER!!!)
And things are going pretty well with Buck learning to change his entire life…
Ah, the miracle of modern medicine…and not having to deal with a fat, sweaty patient in person!