Snark It Up, FuzzBall!

I nailed the ZAP! in today’s Phantom (Go, me!), spelling variations aside, but I hadn’t realized just how BIG it was — no wonder the Spirit Lioness was so testy! And even Kit was impressed!

Speaking of testy, and places close to it…

And it’s the last Friday of 2012, so TGIF, everyone!

…I am proud of this.  (Is it LotRcats or LoLtRcats?)

I was pretty sure that the Spirit Lioness’ actions were being affected remotely by an implanted chip or something; it’s nice being proven correct, though.

It’s even nicer screwing around with this concept.

…but instead get what we really deserve.

Sometimes it’s just best to ask for underwear. Plain ol’ white underwear.

Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas, folks!

(This from a man who was the head of the Inquisition (now known as the kinder and gentler title of Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith) before he got the Big Hat, and who says the virgin birth is totally documentable, but a semi-rural, pre-industrial culture at the BC/AD interface in the Middle East is not.)

While we were in Las Vegas this week, I missed the strips of The Phantom in which Kit has drugged the “Spirit Lioness” and now attempts to discover the source of her aberrant behavior.  While a body cavity check was not seen (or at least kept to the never-seen Fifth Panel), Kit was getting mighty friendly with the big cat, all the while chatting her up.  All I can say is that Kit is a pretty hands-on super hero.

Yeah, I didn’t think so.  Well, we were off to Las Vegas to ravage buffets and discover the joy of $5 first-run movies.  No sign of Spiderman (who at this time is supposed to be in Sin City…probably in his fleabag hotel room, watching soft-core-porn-for-pay on TV), but speaking of soft-core porn, it would’ve been kinda keen to be in San Diego…

Give the poor lioness a rest, Kit.  I don’t know if she understand what you’re saying to her, or she’s just mesmerized by your endless droning…

I think even Mark has gotten the message (and slowly, slowly comprehended it) that readership of newspapers and magazines continues to plummet.  Since punching facial hair off bad guys really doesn’t pay the bills, morally satisfying though it may be),  it seems he’s exploring different avenues.

First responder?

Hmm…not really good if you don’t have a competent referral staff.

Something in politics?

I’m not sure Cherry’s going to be on board with this, but it’s a place to ship Rusty off, too.

Keep thinking, Mark! We love it when those little wisps of smoke come out of your ears!