Snark It Up, FuzzBall!

Kurt might be a li’l slow on the uptake, but he gets it in the clinch:

I haven’t done much with Judge Parker recently, even with the ta-ta parade that is Abbey Spencer, Gloria Sanchez, Godiva Danube and the Widow D’Vito (sad, huh?).

However, CC’s Little Guy noted that this one was just waiting for some Photoshopping, and he might be right.

…creepy.
As always.
Just two strips mashed together.
Ew.

I keep telling myself, “At least it’s not a golf game.”

While I didn’t notice, several folks at The Comics Curmudeon zeroed in on Kurt’s snazzy footwear:

Mostly because I really need to be doing other things, but partially because I wanted to add “Exhibit B” to Master Softheart’s theory of Moving Things Along:

I haz it.

I think that strips like Mary Worth and Rex Morgan, M.D. suffer more than anyone can imagine when their titular (*snort*) characters go MIA.  At the moment, Rex isn’t doing much besides sniffing milk and listening to the line of bull-doody Cousin Brook is feeding him — but it’s Rex! With his concerned looks, quizzical looks, sideways glances, everything Rexly!

On the other hand, it’s a death march at Wilbur’s condo, with Wilbur any moment going to trade in his daughter Dawn for his new BFF, his possibly bastard son Kurt. All while sitting on a sofa. Looking at old photos.  Imagine the excitement if Mary were on that couch, shooting daggers at Kurt!

Ah, but that’s not the case.  Instead, excitement between Tweedle Dee, Tweedle Dum, and Tweedle Dumber must be generated through rumor, speculation and new dialog.

Even a pinch of Mary goes a long way in spicing up things!

Well, okay — I’ll admit that Droopy Dawg Dawn sitting on the sofa is pretty amusing, in a sad, nobody-puts-Dawnie-in-the-corner-except-her-own-freaking’-father way:

Mary, if you know what’s good for you, Charterstone and Santa Royale, YOU’D be at Wilbur’s door in a heartbeat!

[The Next Day’s Panel]

What?!? Mary’s still not here?  Oh, lordy, lordy…

CC’s Master Softheart commented that nothing livens up a stagnant superhero comment like live artillery (The Phantom being a current case-in-point).  Hmmm…it is works for superheroes…

Oh, Dawn. What you failed to realize is that anyone with an XX chromosome will never win in the Charterstone universe.  Mary is the queen bee, one way or another.

Looks like Mark’s globe-trotting again!  And you can bet who’s not invited:

And, dang! If I wasn’t right on the money!  Woo hoo!

Still, Mark is a professional Nature Guy, and he has work to do.  It’s often perilous (and usually boring), so he chooses not to endanger his loved ones.  Most of them, anyway:

Sure, Rex is petulant, whining, and he makes goofy faces from time to time…

…but Kit Walker’s a jerk.  And his wife is dead, apparently making him more of a jerk.  Then again, he could’ve started out that way:

Tomorrow we’ll examine why it’s better to be hooked up with Rex than with Sam Driver.

CC’s thom noted a peculiar similarity between the current Worthian “lost son” story and one featured in another publication.

Delicate constitutions?

Prudent sensibilities?

Avert your eyes now…

I have no favorite character in Funky Winkerbean, but it seems the titular character might be on the fast track…

Meanwhile, Les continues to be creepier and creepier.   (Harder, Funky! Harder!)