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!
…out of a medical school class of 82, but Rex has some mad self-preservation skillz!
It looks like Rex is getting back to work, virtually for the moment. Which means the doctor’s uniform is up for debate…
Huzzah! Rest returns to the Land of the Living! And then to his family!
It’s nearly summer, and that means repeats! Let’s relive those exciting chapters in the comics, when Rex Morgan, M.D., met his wife June (stop that whining right now!).
Ah, the almost newlyweds with their almost-new baby. Dad love lame music genres, Mom loves redecorating. And hates Dad.
We gave up a scintillating pro-wrestling plot for this?
Rex’s new patient, an old stove-up rassler. Unfortunately the coot is passing himself off as nobility. This won’t sit well with some folks, I’m afraid.
This is coincidences week here in Morganville. Craziness upon craziness!
So it looks like Rex and June are going to try and patch things up with the old lovebirds Tildy and “Count Crushinski.” I did this one, only to get a few comments on why June looked so weird. Here’s a number of choices:
1. I had other things to do.
2. I lost interest when I tried mashing up the panel.
3. The current plot is close to Beyond Boring.
4. The new artist (and likely, the writer, too)…ditto on the boring.
Rex Morgan used to be just about my favorite strip to parody…I think those days are long gone.
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!
…and the strip might not improve. But you have to admit with all the medical drama, complex familial interactions et al., Rex is, way down deep, simply a…um, ah…simple man. Would we have it any other way?
So, the Morgans’ dubious relative has crashed at their house, watched their kids (sort of), got drunk (maybe), and passed out (definitely).
The fun never stops!!!
Of course, June sees the need to investigate, since Rex is pretty much worthless in matters like this.
June has reason to worry (and I’d start with her marrying Rex years ago)…