Quite unintentionally, the last Luann mashup I did had just about the same outcome. Is my Freudian slip showing?
Not strangers.
Not friends.
And especially your wife.
Unless, of course you like stale little crackers with peanut butter smeared between them from the vending machine in the lobby.
Which you probably do.
A new man, the governor of New York! (I am not making this up), is entranced by Lu Ann’s stunning vacuousness…
I *think* this had to do with a current Mary Worth storyline, with a lonely young writer catching a ride to the grocery store with a lonely young divorced man, and her carrying around a bag of groceries for an inordinate amount of time. One of the egregious faults was a baguette missing from her goodies.
From there, the discussion went something like
Grocery bag –> baguette in bag –> the art of Art Frahm (Google him) –> granny panties –> granny panties around ankles –> Mary Worth –> oh dear God!
Yeah, something like that.
(You have no idea how quickly this popped into my head. Thanks, fellow Comics Curmudgeon Curminions!)
…oh, heck, June — what do doctors know?
While I can’t speak for Mark and Wes (aside from a feeble “FRONNK!“), June makes it safely back to the office.
Yeah, yeah, aka, Fear and Loathing in Lost Forest.
(Only on cartoon cats. And the really stupid or awful ones.)
(And Les Moore.)
Of course, a little more target practice never hurts…
What a fine Earth Day message from Mark Trail and his new illustrator, James Allen (don’t worry — Jack Elrod is still at the helm). I feel a little guilty about mashing it, but <Mark + Rusty + fishing poles = Amazing!!!>
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!
(“Burger Hole” courtesy of Role Models, a funny little film if you were ever terrorized by the SCA, LARP, or Starbuck’s.)