By bats | October 21, 2010 - 10:57 pm
Posted in Category: Three-Ring Freakshow

First it was Billy sitting at the kitchen table, bitching and moaning about his homework.

Alex, from Dean’s Comic Booth, improved the lame concept immeasurably helped it along:


Me? I just went along for the mashin’ good ride!  Thanks for the opportunity, Alex!


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By bats | October 20, 2010 - 2:26 pm
Posted in Category: I Smell Something Funky

I am so tired of Les Moore’s sad sack existence.  The only reason I figure that he hasn’t been run out of Westview on a rail is that his morose personality is a welcome distraction from Funky’s assholery.  (Other people in Westview? Or even in the Winkerbean/Moore circle of “friends”? HAH! Sure you jest!)


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By bats | October 18, 2010 - 8:52 pm
Posted in Category: Markin' the Trail

Little Rustina has quickly determined that Stepfather’s cigar-chomping, bourbon-swilling fat-cat friends are going to shoot those beautiful animals!  In a move that will deep-six Frank’s political career until 2057 or so, she springs into action!

Go, Rustina! Go!


And the usual blather that is a hallmark of any political campaign:


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By bats | - 8:40 pm

Kit Walker,  aka The Phantom, aka “Ghost Who Does a Half-Assed Job,” manages to find his way into a high-security prison where his wife may be held captive.  He checks every. damned. cell. except for the one she’s in, and then decides his quest is hopeless and Diana really is dead.

No, Kit.  If Diana manages to escape, no thanks to you, you’re going to be the one who’s dead.  So very, very dead…



I might’ve been wrong about about Kit!


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By bats | October 16, 2010 - 8:51 pm
Posted in Category: Cameo Appearances

No, not really.  It’s just that Aunt May might as well just join a traveling circus — she’s looking more and more decrepit with each passing Spiderman storyline, so she might as well pad her Social Security check by hiring herself out as “Wife of the Cryptkeeper.”  Yeesh!


…make Potato-Ade.

And when life gives you two comic strips with chain-link fence and razor wire, do a mashup!


This comes so close to making no sense, but I love it.

Anyway, here’s a genuine panel from the 16 October 2010 Mark Trail:


This is so, so, SO good.  Thank you, Mr. Elrod.

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By bats | October 14, 2010 - 11:04 am
Posted in Category: Finger-pointing Goodness!

As  their “I Dressed in the Dark” memories fade in a haze of scotch and even more scotch, life returns to normal in Apt. 3-G…


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By bats | October 13, 2010 - 8:47 pm
Posted in Category: Trust Me, I'm a Doctor


If I hear much more about “leaking” and “prostates,” someone is going to die.


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By bats | October 10, 2010 - 5:20 pm
Posted in Category: Cameo Appearances, Markin' the Trail

It’s The Meaning of Life Day! (101010 is binary for 42.)

It’s the tenth day of October in the A.D. 2010!

It’s even Breast Cancer Awareness Day!

And in keeping with that last notice, cartoonists associated with the King Features Syndicate have pinkified their Sunday strip upon pain of death to promote breast cancer awareness.  Since most of the strips had nothing to actually DO with breast cancer, most of them looked like that latest ecological disaster from Hungary had infiltrated the funny pages, but when the boss says “Jump!”, most folks do accordingly.

Speaking of ecological disasters, even Mark Trail wasn’t spared the rosy brush of the color monkeys today.  And the plethora of cotton candy-colored bears inspired me!


And just because Mooch the Cat knows pink when he sees it:


By bats | October 8, 2010 - 11:11 am
Posted in Category: Most maryWorthy

So, after insinuating herself into every aspect of Dr. Jeff Cory’s life (including the incessant “dates” at the Bum Boat and shipping son Drew off to some typhoid-ridden backwater country), Mary plans to “help” with daughter Adrian’s wedding.

But WAIT!  Adrian has a friend at the hospital who has done wedding planning:  Jill Black.

Remember that name.  I’m betting Jill’s going to be rubbing elbows all too soon with Adrian’s deceased mother…


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