Snark It Up, FuzzBall!

CC’s Tom the Sailor Man pointed out that Iris’ “spritzing” panel might work for me (or for Dingo — and it would be so cool to hear what Mr. D had to say about it!).  Well, heck, I’m stumped about something funny/rude/obscene to say about it, but the past few days of Rex Morgan M.D. have some lovely, wordless panels, and these types of panels are probably the reason why RMMD is my favorite serial comic, as far as artwork is concerned.

So, I’ve strung a few together and letting you have fun with it.  It’s been over 100 F here in Tucson for the last week, so it’s a good idea to stay indoors and out of the sun anyway…

The ones that say “for 28 pounds”?  They’re right…that’s about all that they’ll hold. (No, I don’t know the name of the comedian who said this.)

It had to be done.

No. Really.

Surprisingly, it didn’t involve alcohol (or a broken wine bottle), firearms or cutlery.

Does Mary Worth’s sphere of influence influence all spheres?  Possibly…

And yet…

It’s a weird and mystical world out there!

I’m not a big fan of “product placement,” like in movies or TV shows (then again, placement of almost-but-not-quite products can be even more jarring).  However, with the loss of readership/subscriptions/income in many newspapers, maybe big companies with deep pockets should be encouraged to sponsor comic strips so we don’t lose them…

We’re thinking Morton Salt here, but can K-Y creepy slimy sex products be far behind?

Funky Winkerbean and Luann cut to the chase in topics ripped from the headlines! Same-sex couples attending the prom! Frivolous lawsuits! 21st Century adaptations of Of Mice and Men!

My God…it’s like I never have to listen to the news again to be so well-informed!

After all this time, we learn Nina isn’t a bitch — she’s just had an unhappy, motherless childhood.

All hail, Margo McGee, Continuing Uber-Bitch of New York City! YAAHHHHHHHH!

Of course, Margo isn’t one to sit idly by and let those laurels lovingly caress her buttcheeks:

On more than one occasion in reference to The Mysterious Falling Down the Basement Stairs Case of Foster Woods (not one of the new PBS Sherlock episodes, in case you were interested), Rex has mentioned the Medical Examiner or Coroner or someone competent, but he has yet to actually contact said person.

Good lord, Rex…do we have to do everything for a smug jerk like you?

(And in case you were wondering, yes, this was WAY FUN to do!)

Mary Worth’s last adventure, to the wilds of New York to see Soccer Bobby and Hash-slinger Gina get married, was kind of a downer — Mary was only able to meddle a NY cabbie, and that was hardly exciting (particularly for the cabbie).

On her return home, though…let’s just say she hasn’t come back to Santa Royale a moment too soon!