I don’t know if some of this can even be considered love…
…but annoying, definitely.
The day Family Circus:
was bearable, made so by Pearls before Swine:
Of course, I got lots of “Gold Goop in a Can” ™ to gild that lily:
Diana is still dead, Kit Jr. and Heloise are still foisted off on President and Mrs. Luaga, and Kit Sr. is just so so so busy.
Asshat.
So, June’s cousin Brook lands a tidy little job, only to be mugged with the day’s deposit on the way to the bank. While I’m wondering who the perp might be:
we suddenly have a meet-up with a fresh, new face (well, figuratively speaking)!
awwwwwwwww, man!
Of course, he’d probably change his first name to something like Geoffrey to sound classier.
Me? I call it a cheap shot. 🙂
…I just had the jolliest time with this.
I can’t even start explaining this story. Other than 10 years after the war, Edda’s grandmother runs into her Nazi Austrian boy-toy in the concert halls of New York, and thinking her Yankee boy-toy is dead, renews their acquaintance. Yeah, close enough.
Of course, the road to hell is paved with good intentions (or some other synthetic material)…
But Big Daddy Bil should also realize what goes around comes around. Treat others as you would have them treat you. All that good stuff.
And if you don’t? Payback is a bitch:
Don’t believe him, Daddy? See what Mommy has to say, courtesy of Dean Booth: http://comicbooth.com/blogengine.net/post/A-Hard-Days-Night.aspx