Snark It Up, FuzzBall!

First the opportunity to put good ol’ Andy on a bicycle, and now the chance to do something else with Rusty (who in the real comic world had thrown himself upon Mark when he’d heard about Sassy):

Oh, wait!  Damned giant squirrels chewing through the wires:

in your heart of hearts, you just know this strip isn’t going to deliver anything as funny/sick/twisted as you can possibly imagine.

Okay.  Maybe “nausea-inducing”:

Did I say “nausea-induding”?  How about “out-and-out barf-spewing”?

At least in the color version, “Billy the Bookworm” is Caterpillar Green, not something like Throbbing Phallic Fuschia or something like that.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanddddddddd…let’s wrap this up with a little girl talk (for the record, all I did was recaption the strip — no messing with the illustration):

Let’s see.

Dead horse.  Check.

2×4.  Check.

End of the week.  Check.

Really, Luann.  Really.  No one cares that you saw a guy naked.  Really.

* “Funky Box o’ Death”

Funky walks into a bar and then walks away from some cheap cheap sweet sweet liquor.

But this is Westview, Funky, and you’re never really out of the woods (and there’s always a big, hungry bear in there).

OTOH, how much would we have paid to see this?

Once again, it falls to good ol’ Andy to haul everyone’s kibble out of the fire…

[The 20 June 2010 Mark Trail focuses on Lightning Awareness Week (shut up, there is such a thing), with poor Andy being royally spooked by a loud clap of thunder and lightning — I had to do something with it…]

PLUS! A conundrum!

If it’s Lightning Awareness Week, why is there a Moose and not Zeus?

Another Mystery of the Universe!

…no, not really.

It’s hard to think of Mary as anything but a meddler.

Huh.  There might be some promise for a road show of “Meddler on the Roof,” though…

Unfortunately,  Mary and “discretion” are light-years apart:

that somewhere out there, Rusty Trail is real.  And one of these days, he’s going to hunt me down and kill me.

But, in the meantime:

OH, NOES!!!!1!1!!  How dastardly is this?!?

but Family Circus? Marmaduke?  Nahhhhh….

Yes, the Charterstone Posse is gathered ’round the pool, and Mary’s in the thick of things — not supervising the sideboard, but playing matchmaker!

Personally, I’d take my chances on the potato salad…