Snark It Up, FuzzBall!

So I’m really trying to limit myself to a select few comic strips (Rex Morgan, Mary Worth, Mark Trail) for mashability, but it seems that Judge Parker is going to the Big House (aka, the Slammer). The administrators of justice generally have No Luck there, and it looks like good luck is not going his way.
At least if I got to tell the story.

…and other folks can use a nosh!

Unfortunately, I know this plot line will go on for weeks. The concept of chemtrails just annoys me to no end, much like the conspiracy theory, tinfoil hat kooks do.
Except for my friend Gene. He’s not one of those types (or else he hides it well 🙂 )…he just makes a LOT of fun about them. And that makes me laugh.
Here’s a photo of Gene. He’s absolutely normal. Really and truly.

…just go for the gusto! You’re not getting any younger, and Mary hasn’t run out of breath yet.

…someone is dumber than Rex Morgan!!

It’s Sunday, and Mary and Jeff are still wandering the sea, looking for the Bum Boat Bistro or something. Conversation (read, Mary pontificating) continues, so I chose to just skip ahead to the final panels.

So, our two lovebirds have landed at the Bum Boat, where the talk and rehashing goes on and on. OTOH, there’s no danger in beating a deadhorse, is there?

Maybe something exciting is waiting for Rex, just around the corner, or in a patient’s pants!
At least lunch is over, and it’s back to work…

Like the Brave Little Soldier he is, Rex does his best to put even his most-paranoid client at ease. What a guy!

Sometimes the end of the week is no better than the beginning of the week.
Or the middle of the week.
Or any of your miserable life with Rex.

James Allen, the writer/artist of “Mark Trail,” mentioned a couple of panels he’d done in January 2017, with Mark and Cherry discussing in-print vs. online readers. Mark was pretty much of good cheer (any readership is good readership, so to speak), but even the stalwart Champion of the Wilderness has feelings. And Punching Fists. So watch out.