…nobody knows but Mary (everybody else has a pretty good idea).
This are getting serious…Tommy/ie can’t handle things alone, they’re so serious!
…the old ways are the best ways!
And it’s best not to try and explain how Tommy got here…
…or what’s going to happen next…
Heathcliff makes a return appearance in Love is… (but he’s tryin’ to get out, man!)
And I REALLY REALLY REALLY have to take this off my comics rotation. When Love is... is easier to mash than Family Circus…
Yes! In the southern part of Mark Trail’s little world, too. Payback is brisk, of course…
…and yet Mark’s expression…so surreal, profound, and yes, nearly human.
Of course, we must capitalize on that (as suggested by the CC’s Lorne).
…or maybe just a nice sandwich. And keep an eye on that pelican, too
Just because the Comics Curmudgeon’s Nehemiah Scudder started it! Well, it started with a very cryptic Love is…, devoid of all those silly things like articles: Love is… man in apron. (WTF? Are they charging more for one- and two- letter words now?)
I’ll ask permission to see if he lets his masterpieces be displayed here. In the meantime:
When you’re in love, is it possible NOT to shake your ganderbag?
Speaking of disco, I’m still missing you, Dingo, as if it isn’t obvious:
And my personal favorite, suggested by CC’s Liam:
…but our hero Mary never fails to hobble into Action!
…even when Wilbur is being a jerk. Face it, if Mary had to wait for Wilbur being a jerk, NOTHING would ever get done.
Oh, poor Tomm(ie/y)! Life is so hard when you’re an ex-convict/grieving nurse/Mary’s neighbor/Margo’s roommate!
…I think this qualifies as “big whoop.”
And yet I can’t imagine anything this promising in something as insipid as Love is…
