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And right after that comes Spring!

Never too early to think of your past…

Time to start hiding your reading material, Billy.

Do I sense some familial tension between Billy and Big Daddy Bil? What’s more important…do I even care?

Like being at-home mommy is a bed of roses for Thel.

April Showers bring May birdhouses, or something…


Face it…Saul is happiest with a bowl of people chow set in front of him. Sorry, Eve.

The casual chat circles around to HOW WONDERFUL DOGS ARE!!!!

I swear to Dog, unless evil dead Gary shows up as a zombie to terrorize Charterstone, I am DONE with Saul and Eve’s lame antics!

And yet, this plot drags on… (Yes, that is you-kno-who in the shrubbery.)

How exciting for Eve and Saul to supplement their pensions by making their dogs work! I don’t think therapy dogs actually get paid, though…

This piece of crap storyline just isn’t going to end, no matter how many opportunities there are for a finale.

…only that a friend of Luann’s (not Bernice or the few others) is run over by the friend’s criminal cousin after having burglarized The Fuse (the restaurant owned by Luann’s folks).
See? I told you it was stupid.

What will happen next. Or should I say, “Do any of us really care?” (Nice to know that Ann Eiffel has a job with Emergency Repsponse Services, though.)

And once again, no one ever dies in the Realm of Luann…they only wish that they did.

Whew! everyone’s safe and/or the cartoonist has lost interest. Instead, let’s have some young adult hijinks about wasting your time and money at college and having FUN instead, because you’re girlfriend wants you to, and you’re too much of a spineless creep to say otherwise!

Let’s drop all these half-baked teen dramas that go nowhere, and instead fixate on real, adult stories that continue to a real, logical conclusion…
Oh, come on! These two gits engendered the twerp Luann!

Late-night work hours can have advantages…

Of course, this racy routine quickly fades; it is Luann, after all.
Hold everything! the races continues!

New story (since the cartoonist apparently lost interest along the way)!


Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand…..

In the real strip and in the snark, both end up happily IMHO…

YOW!!!! This is going on for a SECOND WEEK?!?? Pardon me while I clutch my pearls!




(For those giving a rat’s ass, this “story,” such as it is, is going on Week 3!!!
Les is still hawking those books that should’ve been remaindered years ago, but the public loves it…

Why? because it’s a free signing! Maybe there’ll be cookies!

Then again, no cookie is worth this…

Les is just phoning it in, and the bookstore owners have closed for the night…

(Who wants to bet that some of the audience is pooling their loose change to dry-gulch Les?)

And here is what/who appears to be Les’ Number 1 Fan!

After a week of this drivel, one could ask philosophical questions…

But, hey…anything to push Jeffy into years of therapy:

And it’s not just Jeffy who’s the mental midget in the Kean Klan…

And we’re going neck-and-neck between Jeffy and Billy in “who’s the bigger moron?” derby…

Sigh… Dolly Keane may be the smartest one of the Klan…

Mommy and Daddy getting fed up with the froots of their loins? You bet!

Really, it could be anyone at the front door…Fuller Brushmen, Mormon missionaries…

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