…it’s babies!
…and young love!
Of course, both require a bit of perseverance and effort, but they’ll both succeed in the end! Right, folks?
Not strangers.
Not friends.
And especially your wife.
Unless, of course you like stale little crackers with peanut butter smeared between them from the vending machine in the lobby.
Which you probably do.
…oh, heck, June — what do doctors know?
While I can’t speak for Mark and Wes (aside from a feeble “FRONNK!“), June makes it safely back to the office.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!
(“Burger Hole” courtesy of Role Models, a funny little film if you were ever terrorized by the SCA, LARP, or Starbuck’s.)
Wildlife writers gotta enjoy nature,
Doctors gotta fantacize, ignore their patients, golf…we’ll get back to you on that one…
I don’t quite understand fly-fishing. Granted, it’s more exciting than golf, but it seems that it would be less exciting than EVERYTHING ELSE ON EARTH!
Okay, that was several year ago before I stumbled across The Comics Curmudgeon (go check that out right now!), and I have to say if it’s good enough for Hollywood moguls, rich-as-Croesus attorneys, messed-up teenagers displaced by Hurricane Katrina, physicians who do something (I guess), eternal heroes and wildlife/wilderness writers, it must be good enough for me!
Kinda noisy and crowded, though…
When will we see Mary Worth in hip-waders, though? (Damn! Wilbur took his long-lost son fishing, too, didn’t he?)
…now what?
Well, trusting Occam’s Razor (by Gilette!), I’m going to guess that Rex needs to lay off the full pot of coffee before work…
Honesty Point! I’m only mashing these to see Dr. Andy (Count Morgu, Vampire!) out of the linen closet again.
Dang it. The nattering between Rex and Andy was going to be about Rex’s calculated risk of running tests on Milton without having to see those creepy, empty eye sockets again…but I forgot that between starting the panel and then going away for lunch. Oh, well.
Over in the Deep Woods, Old Man Mozz (Village Prophet and Seer) dreams of awful things coming to The Phantom (Village Idiot)! Guran (Village Medicine Man) counsels The Phantom (Village Big Purple Goober) to stay safe, close to home! The Phantom (Ghost-Who-Does-Jerky-Things) longs for Adventure!
What could possibly go wrong?
*sigh*
Well, suffice it to say that Judge and Mrs. Parker are going to tropical Mexico for their son’s wedding, and Katherine is outfitting the Judge with the latest in early 20th C. exploration gear. This met with a really frightening expression from Hizzoner, which reminded CC’s Calico of Grumpy Cat.
Which led to a request that I was only too happy to oblige:
Which led to an opportunity to use the request again:
(and GC’s on my Facebook profile pic for the moment, too. Nothing succeeds like excess.)
