Snark It Up, FuzzBall!

…at least fixate on June! ROOOWWWWR!

The Morgans’ office manager has won the $6 million lottery, and her stupid-ass brother Dexter is trying to spend his share in five days or less.  Of course this means blabbing it around and causing every slime-creature to crawl out of the woodwork, including this guy, who offered Dex a share in a NUDIE BAR! All right! (Yes, “nudie bar” was actually mentioned verbatim in a strip!)

Berna returns home just in time to turn out the ne’er-do-well, but the funny thing about ne’er-do-wells is their knack to capitalize on anything:

…people pointedly ignore him.

I’d say “Don’t quit your day-job, Rex.”, but honestly, do any of us know what his day-job is?

Well, at least as far as Rex Morgan, M.D. is concerned:

No, not really.

Still, Rex does have his finances to worry about…

I like the opportunity to riff off the Sunday Mark Trail strips.  I grew up with these comics (our paper only ran the Sunday strips, so I never knew about the Horror That Is Rusty or the “How To Make Celibacy Work for You!”).  I just loved all the animals!

This one was particularly exciting, as the original has Cherry in a torrid lip-lock with Mark.  Okay, so it’s torrid on Cherry’s side — it looks like Mark is still trying to explain the fascinating significance of kissing under the mistletoe. (Face it, if Mark’s mouth is open, it’s definitely not for doing anything French, like kissing or toast…he’s a pancakes man, pure and simple, just like maply syrup!)  This Sunday strip also follows a Saturday one in which Mark displays a horrified expression for the ages.  Combine the two, and I think this is my mashup Christmas Greeting for 2010.  HAPPY HOLIDAYS! Chennux bless us, everyone!

The recession hits Morganville…

I don’t know what’s more disturbing: that Rex believes in You Know Who, or the people he fraternizes with…

…or is that “excitement in tents,” a la Mark Trail?

Well, it sure ain’t in Morganville.

…just to see Mark Trail skin out of his khakis!

None of the serial comics gave a nod to Thanksgiving (maybe they have a large readership in Canada and don’t want to confuse the folks north o’ the border, up Edmonton way…).  Instead, it’s vulgarity and innuendo as usual…

Yep.  And we did mention “innuendo,” right?