Snark It Up, FuzzBall!

Does therapy work? You be the judge!

Well, did the expensive therapy work? Maybe, but the biggest piece of news today….PERSON OF COLOR!!! PERSON OF COLOR in today’s Mary Worth! (that sorta looks like a color a real person might have…)

More insights into whether Eve’s problems have been addressed (“solved” is just too much to be hoped.)

Could all Eve and Saul’s problems be solved? Is this the end? hahahahahahahahahahahahaha……

Sunday strips, with their additional blathering, hold so much promise. Well, prepare to be disappointed, losers!

Oh, yeah, Mary? You’re treading a dangerous line, Worth!

And once again, it’s Sunday, with way to much drivel in way too many panels…

..and I’m hoping this is it.

All I know is that when Mary pokes her nose in, things are getting close! Maybe.

Uh oh…I think the jig is up.

Hey! At least for one brief, shining moment. Saul is leaving!

First, we ought to be happy that neither recipe features salmon or bananas.
And….that’s about it.

Just about anything’s better than”Saul and Eve Host the Westminister DOG Show”…

Could it be…the end….

And then it all goes to hell…

And right after that comes Spring!

Never too early to think of your past…

Time to start hiding your reading material, Billy.

Do I sense some familial tension between Billy and Big Daddy Bil? What’s more important…do I even care?

Like being at-home mommy is a bed of roses for Thel.

April Showers bring May birdhouses, or something…

HEY! I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING TO THIS COMIC…IT WAS ALREADY THIS WAY!!! (Kudos, Mr. McKee.)

Mark and Rusty are back in Lost Forest. Who cares?

Face it…Saul is happiest with a bowl of people chow set in front of him. Sorry, Eve.

The casual chat circles around to HOW WONDERFUL DOGS ARE!!!!

I swear to Dog, unless evil dead Gary shows up as a zombie to terrorize Charterstone, I am DONE with Saul and Eve’s lame antics!

And yet, this plot drags on… (Yes, that is you-kno-who in the shrubbery.)

How exciting for Eve and Saul to supplement their pensions by making their dogs work! I don’t think therapy dogs actually get paid, though…

This piece of crap storyline just isn’t going to end, no matter how many opportunities there are for a finale.

…only that a friend of Luann’s (not Bernice or the few others) is run over by the friend’s criminal cousin after having burglarized The Fuse (the restaurant owned by Luann’s folks).
See? I told you it was stupid.

What will happen next. Or should I say, “Do any of us really care?” (Nice to know that Ann Eiffel has a job with Emergency Repsponse Services, though.)

And once again, no one ever dies in the Realm of Luann…they only wish that they did.

Whew! everyone’s safe and/or the cartoonist has lost interest. Instead, let’s have some young adult hijinks about wasting your time and money at college and having FUN instead, because you’re girlfriend wants you to, and you’re too much of a spineless creep to say otherwise!

Let’s drop all these half-baked teen dramas that go nowhere, and instead fixate on real, adult stories that continue to a real, logical conclusion…
Oh, come on! These two gits engendered the twerp Luann!

Late-night work hours can have advantages…

Of course, this racy routine quickly fades; it is Luann, after all.
Hold everything! the races continues!

New story (since the cartoonist apparently lost interest along the way)!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand…..

In the real strip and in the snark, both end up happily IMHO…

YOW!!!! This is going on for a SECOND WEEK?!?? Pardon me while I clutch my pearls!

(For those giving a rat’s ass, this “story,” such as it is, is going on Week 3!!!

So release the hound!

And to think, a short, ill-tempered Doxie wouldn’t step up to the challenge!

O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! Max is found!

It’s a Sunday strip…and SPOILERS! The Saul and Eve and Max and Greta Show bleed into the next week! I’m ending it here.