Snark It Up, FuzzBall!

It’s time for a little gerontology!

Kinda like an annual prostate exam…

As Tildy experiences a medical emergency on the way to the hospital…

Given Rex’s wearknesses, it could be Tildy, or Mary Worth…

And don’t you figure that Rex’s leisure time will be spoiled by some big, fat, no-talent talent?!??

While June cleverly absents herself from this train-wreck of has-been singers, Rex does the best he can!

Still, Rex is not easily deterred (mo’ money! mo’money! mo’ money!).

Mud was faking his heart attack/diarrhea blowout/attempt to play as the headliner! If that’s not bad enough, Rex works hard to preserve his medical image…

Rex’s true calling…

It’ s gonna get ugly…

And speaking of little dorks…

Go home, ya putz!

Phone Dawn, ya putz!

Start with a sniffle, ya putz.

Cry on Mr. Solo’s….um….shoulder.

And realize what Mary Worth truly is…

Even if you lose a few along the way, Thel, the majority in the Supreme Court will guarantee you continue popping out Melonheads until you hit menopause…

Maybe they’re going to do some gardening…

Jeffy’s a regular effin’ Boy Scout…always helping!

Meanwhile, Real Life Jeffy hangs wit’ his homies at San Diego Comic-con. Dorks.

Home again, home again….

Sad Jared…

Really sad, demented Jared…

Jared makes a decision. Granted, it’s a bone-headed decision…

But! He follows through with it! And without dragging Mr. Solo along…

…and…

And it’s HAPPY SUNDAY, you moron Jared…one of the few that can make Dawn look sympathetic!

Still, Jeffy doubts so much around him.

In the meantime, there’s always a commercial bonanza…Father’s Day!

Well, I think we’ve found Thel’s one remaining nerve…

Jared and Jess carry on, oblivious to it all…

Another day, more oblivion…

It goes on (will the madness never end?!??)

Thank you, God!

Time to check out, Jess…

Is the going? Really? Really?!??

…or worn-out underwear…

…or badly-behaving technology…

I like this one!

Summertime, summerime, sum, sum, summertime…

Trader Joe’s has a long way to go if it wants to catch up to CostCo…

And Tiffany thought she was done with the freaky cheerleader…

Meanwhile, Bernice has decided to be Nil’s muse, because sex (even theoretical sex) is ICKY!!!

i think any attempt at Nil making the best with two backs with Borenice is dead in the water. Let’s see how Bets is driving Tiffany mad this week!

You haven’t measured barf, pee or poop velocities yet, Borenice…

Crap. Luann pretends to be a mentor again…

And I really mean DANCE!

And because Sunday was such fun….here’s a rehash! (No, I am not making this up).

But, the story with Jared “Florence Nightingale” Mylo is too riveting to ignore…

How riveting? It’s the next morning, and we’re still in Tess’ hospital room. With Jared!

Eat up, girl…you’re going to be charged for the whole day, so make good use of the meal-plan.

In spite of your crappy life, all is not lost.

And it seems that Tess or Bess or Jess is actually improving! Things are looking up, right?