Snark It Up, FuzzBall!

Really sorry. I keep using the hickory horned devil. I’ll try to distract myself in the future. (It’s difficult when you have a melonhead for a patsy.)

…it’s all sorts of fun talking back to Mary Worth!

This took entirely too much effort, but I like Mark Trail and am getting really peeved at “Dr. Camel,” who’s supposed to be a famous anthropologist or something. At the moment, he’s more of a famous grand-stander, and if it means some danger for Mark, I’m just going to have to sign off on it as Collateral Damage.

…the savage beast. Or breast. Mark doesn’t differentiate between the two all that much.

(That little puffer fish is a for real and true thing, just so you know.)

than a birthday party for an overweight man with too many kids?

…that Bartle and James were dead?

Well, heck, while I was somewhere else, doing something, Apartment 3-G closed up shop. I’d like to think the girls found better digs than a Trump Tower at least. Best of luck, Tommie, Margo, and What’s Her Name!