Gary Brookins is really, honestly retiring! And NOT hiring on some slacker relative to replace him, either!
The crap that is 2020…
And yet, some things aren’t going to bad:
…but not before a formal invitation:
Suddenly, Madi is a 13-year-old girl, thinking of her future, and one that doesn’t revolve around Charterstone.
At the pool:
And a few more hours at the pool (like there’s somewhere else to go….):
And finally, the final day of a Worthy-ness summer arrives:
But not before a Greta send-off:
I’m Fairly sue that Saul is going to die of old age before Lyle and Madi get out of the driveway.
And as Madi and Lyle drive off into the sunset…
…that the Keane Klan always has really lousy vacations?
You don’t get out of your vacation Hell this easily, Big Daddy.
At last! now we can have some real fun!
Oh, boy! Home to experience Grandma’s decline!
Sad Realities:
…vacation can’t end soon enough!
It’s the same ol’, same ol’, but at least a few folks don’t complain…
And, perhaps, the Mitchells live on the OTHER side of the Flagtsons…
Mommoy Flagston might be just a little too frugal…
…this is nothing like it.
Thank the Lord for little gifts…
Conspiracists and tinfoil-hat wearers may want to skip this…
This is how I want to live, eternally optimistic…
Too bad she’s not getting it at Toby’s…
Everyone gets to play!
You just know that Mary and Madi have a good laugh back at Mary’s condo…
The Holy Trinity? Unlikely. The three weird sisters? Much closer…
Giving thanks where thanks is due…
The self-admiration teeters on the sick-making…
And let us speak no more of banana bread!
Not many can beat Garbage Ape!
June has an IQ way, way higher than Rex.
All’s well that just ends.
…then an octopus. Or a millipede. Or a centipede. If only it were more interesting.
Let’s see what Mason Jarr is up to now, with “Lisa’s Interminable Story” taking a break…
So, Los Angeles is burning to the ground. Everyone is trying to escape. We know Les (joy unbounded) and Mariann, the actress playing Lisa, are safe in a marina somewhere on Mason Jarr’s boat. Aren’t you glad that in spite of thousands of people in danger, that Les is safe? (Insert gagging noise here.)
Maybe LA will go up in flames. Maybe the pandemic will kill 80% of the population. Maybe the actress won’t buy Les’ crap.
And yer out, Les!
And now, we have Comic Book artist’s (or more truthfully, “drawer”) girl friend’s dad trapped up in the Hollywood foothills with his imagined childhood…um….child, both of them about to be incinerated by the biggest fire in California history! I suspect that Tom Batshitcrazy is just going to end the Funky Winkerbean strip by methodically killing all of his characters off…
Please make it be the end. I don’t care who’s alive and who’s dead…
Ohpleaseohpleaseohplease…
…but HOW?!??
When you can’t even snark at a comic strip (or at least, not much):
And just when you think things might be getting better…
You know it’s true…Toby is going to meet Madi! And how the Platitudes will flow, like tears in the rain…
On our way to see Toby and her cooking disaster…
Of course, Facebook’s Alan Fisher suddenly complicates the matter…
“That wasn’t the deal!”
“I am altering the deal. Pray I don’t alter it any further.”
And for those following along in their “Empire Strikes Out” coloring book:
