Saul Wynter and his dog reappear (not particularly difficult, since they both live at Charterstone), and it seems they’ll be fostering a difficult teenaged relative. I don’t know where I might be taking this, but does Moy have much of an idea, either (and she’s getting paid for it!)?
The plot thickens, and Lyle (if that is his real name) delights in taking advantage of an elderly relative…heck, he probably bumped off Madi’s grandmother).
Come on, Lyle! Less chit-chat, more running for that plane! You can discuss the Madi problem with Saul when you get home…
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The Phantom keeping his clothes on while continuing to hallucinate, Andy the dog stranded miles and miles from Lost Forest, the Melonheads continuing to be Melonheads, and Mary having to deal with a frustrated Toby and/or a lonely old Saul Wynter and/or a snotty teenager?
Nope, I don’t know, either. But a Phantom/Mary Worth mashup will do for the meantime.
Kit’s been having a rough time; evidently the Spirit of Past Phantoms has been haunting him and telling him what a crummy job he’s done with his kids, his legacy, and so forth. Yeah, YOU try doing this in a purple leotard and striped undies-on-the outside!
While this has freaked out Kit at the beginning, there only so much crap anyone can deal with, even as the crap grows higher and deeper:
We just can’t leave Boney McBones hanging, can we?
Unfortunately, it doesn’t look like Kit’s leaving anytime soon. Maybe his host is lonesome…
And then some folks suggested that Boney Marony ought to start terrorizing other people (and critters). I figured going after Wilbut Weston would be too easy…
I don’t know if Kit is attempting to fight back, or if he’s just letting his Ghost with the Most set the scene.
It looks like Kit is being pretty smart and heading for the exit. Whether he succeeds is anyone’s guess (and Devil doesn’t seem confident).
What a frightening week it’s been! Kit has been harassed and harangued by a gruesome apparition…and you know what the most terrifying thing of all is?
You guessed it: those sad ‘n’ sorry saggy purple tights worn by Old Man Phantom!
Oh, boy! I think we’re finally free of the Haunted Forest of Llongo, and Kit and his buddies (and his dog. and his horse, and an elephant!) are heading to a safe place!
And yet, Guran feels the need to tell Kit the secret of the Llongo Forest, and Kit feels the need to question why he keeps hanging around the Llongo people to start with:
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I swear I have no idea what Henrietta was wearing, with all the frou-frou on it. I’m pretty sure it might’ve been a pair of Crocs once I’d finished with it though. Oh, well…
On the other hand, this is probably a whole lot closer to reality:
And just another mystery of the ages…
Always look on the bright side of life…
And then look a little longer on the bright (and lucrative) side…
David Hurst, one of the folks at FB’s Readers of the Comics Curmudgeon, did an absolutely, knock-down, platinum take on this new story. (So it refers to a comment Jared had made once…who cares? this is golden!)
The Keanes have a FUNNY one-panel comic. The dialog is right, the drawing’s right (PJ looking a little hesitant as how all of this is going to play out)…how can one improve it?
Okay, I REALLY considered leaving it alone, but you know, that’s just not me.
I have no idea what’s going on in The Phantom…okay, long story short: Kit and Devil found the wounded lion; Kit put it down mercifully (the lion didn’t go down without a fight). Kit and Devil ate the lion’s heart to honour it, as Llongo warriors do; Devil went to sleep beside the lion’s carcass; he and Kit slept through the night; Kit woke up the next morning to find the lion gone…and now it’s back!! (I’m speculating that something hit Kit on the head (coconut?), and this is a hallucination…)
There was also a beautiful panel of Devil sleeping beside the lion…some thing just can’t be parodied.
An attempt to find the dead lion turns up nothing (hint: don’t go “soakin” at any place with Forbidden in its name, Kit)…
I knew nothign good was going to come from a long “soak”; you can be a realy jerk, Kit.
Someone has been lurking around Phantom’s little lagoon o’ laziness!
Ah, Man’s best friend (who gets cheesed off at back-handed compliments):
My Gosh! The Phantom keeps wandeding…will the madness never end?!??
