How to combat the dog days of summer…
An exhausted Spiderman jets his way to the banana republic of Costa Verde and is seated next to some little bastard name Wilmer. Only his incredible Spidey-sense alerts him to the fact that the little jerk is trying to unmask him (I remember vintage 1960s joke about a boy, a child psychologist, a box of chocolates and masturbation, but I won’t go into it here.)
And in a hot debate, does Spidey have girl lips? You be the judge!
…some folks can be resistant to help.
Especially yours.
Particularly yours.
Overwhelming yours.
Are all the women in the Brookiverse beautiful? Of course.
Are all of them articulate and well-educated? Why, yes! Uh, no. Uh, I’m not su—ohshutupandleavemealone! *SOB!*
…even in a really boring story line.
You know, it’s probably a good thing that Rex doesn’t make house calls.
As the plot of Judge Parker swings back to boring stuff, there are less and less appearances by Hizzoner. How will we live?
Okay, it’s Rex Morgan, M.D. answering a late-night emergency call from a patient’s wife. But for us, it’s a lovely simple panel of Rex answering the phone (aka, go nuts, kids!).
First, being true to the current storyline. Sort of.
Second, arts gratia artis.
Plus, the ongoing mystery that is Rex Morgan, M.D.
