(Or, “When life gives you exactly ONE great Rex Morgan, M.D., panel out of THREE…)
(following that unauthorized bit of spelunking a day or so ago)
Gotta love that Rex expression!
Another day, another bunch of Buck so wanting to play catch-up with Rex…
But perhaps things will improve in Rex’s afternoon appointments…
Yes…FUN WITH REX WHEN HE’S PLAYING DOCTOR! Whheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
When mashing a whole strip isn’t quite worth it. A little snark here, a little snark there.
All my favorite serial comics. Nothing going on in any of them. Zip. Nada. Zilch.
Sooo….we cut ’em apart, toss ’em in a fishbowl, and try to get lucky, like a good, old-fashioned ’60s “key” party.
…when even SHE wonders if she’s “too different” from other kids…well, you know…
Or, as Mark is wont to say, “Speak softly, and carry a big fist!”
While that might be a satisfying round-house to a mere mortal (hat flying, spittle aplenty, man down), sometimes it just isn’t enough for Mark. And boy, June Morgan, Harrassed Mom, just loves that!
…and I’m looking at you, Ms. Lanning!
