Snark It Up, FuzzBall!

It’s the Great Galactic Emperor Chennux’s influence — the mind control! It is too great for mere humans to overcome! He speaks (well, it’s more of a shouting thing with him), and the masses rush to obey. If Abbey must dress in a primitively provocative manner, so be the Emperor’s will.
(Oh, yeah, this is for you, too, CC’s commodorejohn.)

No good reason to do this (aside from being scared by Niki and his mom’s hair).

As an annoying alien who thought he was a friend of my favorite Sith Lord once said, “Meesa have a no-good feeling ’bout dis ting.”

Remember when this was a weekend fishing trip? When did this damned weekend start, anyway?

Platitudes around Mary Worth are as common as flies around a trashcan. But here in an election year, not only do we have to endure the Mother Goddess of Meddling but also politicians — oh, the horror! (Is it November yet?)

And for the record, what the skeevy senator in Panel 3 says is untouched by snarky hands or Photoshop. Comedy gold!