From this:
to this (by Dean Booth, who also just made something *snap* in my head):
to this (gee, thanks, Dean!):
You know, if Dr. Mike had done this during Mardi Gras, he probably would’ve had beads thrown at him.
Well, the obvious didn’t happen (it never does in Mary-Land), but Mike and Jenna dance on the beach (so they don’t have to pay the cover charge for the band playing at the Boardwalk Dance Emporium) to the strains of “Beyond the Sea.”
Me? I’ve always been partially to “Mack the Knife”…
And where better than in two soap strips, both of which featuring Young People in Love (or Like, or Blind Date…something like that):
Well, maybe there will be a little more of a “spark” in this one:
And rather than speculate on the glop being served us tomorrow by the Family Circus (or Mary Worth, speaking of glop), I wonder what an old-fashioned July 4th cook-out would be like on the Morgans’ deck.
Mmmm….hot dogs. Bratwurst. Foot-longs. Kielbasa. The list goes on and on.
The fallout from Gunther’s fallout (har!) continues in Luann. Oh, so many ways for the twists and turns for adolescents to take!
Here’s one!
And here’s another!
Such ribaldry!
Poshlost.”
And for the rest of the folks tired/bored/confused/annoyed by the endless slog o’ doom…
Take one panel from Mark Trail, which by itself has filthy, filthy connotations.
Add several other panels.
Voile’! Hello, Dali!
Between Jeffy wanting to use PJ as a 99-Cent Store punching bag and Dolly setting back the cause of entomology a century or so, I really don’t have to go much beyond the razor wire of the Kompound:
Well, it seems that “give it a rest, guy,” is not in Greg Evans’ vocabulary.
Cousins Brook and June have been accosting bad guys and recovering mugging money, so they haven’t needed my help. I just thought I’d better check on the Dynamo Duo:
and yes, June ta-tas are doing just fine, thank you!