Snark It Up, FuzzBall!

Little Jeffy spouts, “Boy are we lucky! We’ve got a LOT of people for good night kisses!”

And a lot of flying spittle.

Hopefully (yuck) it all comes from Jeffy’s over-active salivary glands.

Hopefully…

Yeah.  Ewww.

CC’s krazy kat speculated on the “missing child” that Mommy appears to be zeroing in on… are there other current Keane Kompound residents who are mysteriously incarcerated in the attic?

I think the answer is simple than that:

(Considering Mommy’s mammalian splendors, don’t be surprised if you don’t see this next June as a poster to promote “June is Dairy Month/Got Milk”?  Just sayin’…)

…it must be Charterstone.

Another pool party.  *yawn*

Oh, hey, about about this for a Christmas card?  I made myself laugh:

That’s right, Mark — and were not talking about Mary Worth and her cronies at Charterstone! Run!

He’d end the current storyline in Rex Morgan.

It might be coming to an end, though.  The two old folks with Alzheimer’s have been found and are safe, and now Anger Management Poster Boy Tim can finally meet Handsome Philandering Husband Poster boy Peter.  Oh, joy.