Snark It Up, FuzzBall!

(originally titled “Fun at Rusty’s Expense)

While I was hearing voices, inspired by Rusty’s incredulous response to Mark calling every freakin’ vet in the book:

many folks at The Comics Curmudgeon were fascinated/repelled/nauseated, observing that while Rusty indeed has five fingers (count ’em), a quick glance seems to suggest otherwise):

(Brian Blessed rocks so hard it’s not funny…)

Can NOTHING stop Mary Worth in the middle of a meddle?!?

Yes, I’m afraid so.  Poking fun at Rusty’s expense:

So, June’s cousin Brook lands a tidy little job, only to be mugged with the day’s deposit on the way to the bank.  While I’m wondering who the perp might be:

1. Niki from New Orleans, reverting to a life of crime since Rex doesn’t pay attention to him anymore;
2. Cue, golf course squatter;
3. Lee the Felon, because he’s a known Bad Guy;
4. Max “the Ax” Mallory, because the bottom has dropped out of the Injury Lawyer biz; or
5. Second Officer Guido Tomas, because the bottom has dropped out of the human trafficking biz.

we suddenly have a meet-up with a fresh, new face (well, figuratively speaking)!

…I just had the jolliest time with this.

Yeah, we poke fun at her, the puppy made out of chocolate-chip cookie dough, but way down deep, we love her.

Thank heavens justice will be served (with real maple syrup on the side)!

[CC’s Mibbitmaker thought that BATIUK! would be a great collision sound.  I think it does.]

[Mystery 46 (still unsolved):  No, I don’t know why I’ve been beating up Rusty so much recently.]

I have to admit that I felt a little weird or bad or sorry for the previous Mark Trail mashup, having Mark rough up Rusty so much. (You can understand my mixed emotions.)

This is to make up for it, little fella.  I sleep better knowing you’re keeping the world (or at least Lost Forest) safe from the Red Menace.

Oh, yes.  Oh, hell yes!