Snark It Up, FuzzBall!

Otherwise known as “don’t get your hopes up, Wilbutt”…

I mean”REALLY don’t get your hopes up, Wilbutt”…

I think things are getting serious with this serious close-up…

I’m pretty sure Wilbutt has finally pushed the mild-mannered Estelle over the edge…

Maybe it’s best to just agree with Wilbutt….yeah, sure.

WHAT?!?? A little bit of progress in a Sunday strip?!??!?!! HERESY!!!

All right, a little crossover is usually not more than surreal at best…

Awww, Wilbutt is making up with Estelle, with yummy ribs and mashed potatoes?!??

Good things the dining room chairs are upholstered in red…bright, cardiac RED…

Oh! It’s detente, or an example of cooking, south of the border…

Detente, as everyone retires to the living room…

The unarmed man steps into the fight…let’s watch!

Ah, resorting to name-calling Wilbur….you fat, stinking pile of crap!

I think it’s getting to be high-time to get to a climax. Or find a replacement for Ms. Moy.

Unfortunately, so is Wilbur…

I did mention the unfortunateness of Wilbur, didn’t I?

And then things really go off the rails…

GO GET HIM, LIBBY!

…17 years ago!” (Thanks to Josh at the Comics Curmudgeon for digging up these relics.)

Fun is where you find it.

Back home, and to our good ol’ shenanigans!

It’s just that Big Daddy Bil’s physique reminded me of something…

It’s not over yet, no matter what the IQ-challenged Arizona Guv Dougie Douche-y says…

There’s nothing like back to school with a sniveling Dolly; maybe this year will be different…

Hint to Billy: Don’t ask stupid questions if you don’t want to hear honest answers!

Back at the Compound…

No matter where you go…

And no matter how you think you remembered the words…you don’t.

When comic strips collide.

Maybe Wilbut is hedging his bets about the possibility of being booted from Charterstone, or perhaps giving serious consideration to a karaoke career…

(and less than 24 hours after the end of the summer Olympics, too…)

Let’s get down to brass tacks, Drew…

But Mary persists. Drew seems to be a bright boy…

…it goes on…

…and on…

Mary…full of good ideas…or something…

Could it be?!?!? OH, YES!!!! THE END!!!

Ashlee has flown the coop, and Mary has cornered Jeff once again…

Again, we see how busy Cory Sr. is…

The nystique continues…

And all’s well that ends. That’s it. ENDS.

Good Gracious…the lead-up to this magnificent event is just so TEDIOUS!

Oh, look! Mason has a super-special surprise for Les….

I swear to God….Batuiuik named the production company, not me!!!!

And you can guess how it all turns out.

Meanwhile, on to cheerier things…

Nothing happy lasts forever; you ought to know that by now. And it’s back to the Farmers’ Market.

Buck up, Les! Of course, you of all people know how to put on a happy face.

All’s well that ends. That’s it.