Saturday, February 13, 2010
Family Circus: I woked up very sad this morning 'cause I don't 'member anybody kissing me good night last night.
Despite his intense stupidity, it appears that Jeffy might finally be catching on to the sad fact that everybody in his family hates him.
Peanuts: Rats! Nobody ever gives me any valentines!
Friday, February 12, 2010
Marmaduke: That's just part of his charm, Aunt Emma.
Family Circus: How come spring and fall don't have Olympics, too?
Mark Trail: Th ... the doctor warned me this might happen!
My doctor once told me that if I went out into the woods, I would likely get assaulted by thugs and die of a heart attack. So I took a moment to reflect and ask myself what Mark Fucking Trail would do in this situation. And then I punched ol' Doc Johnson in the face for being such a pussy.
Needless to say, I turned out just fine, thank you, but for the slight loss of motor skills on my left side.
Needless to say, I turned out just fine, thank you, but for the slight loss of motor skills on my left side.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Close to Home: It says here that men who make love twice a week live 12 years longer than men who are celibate You're trying to kill me, aren't you?
Agnes: It's good to have your facts backed with vague memories.
Family Circus: Can I use that towel, Mommy, or is it just for normal people?
This cartoon has me almost feeling bad for Jeffy, which is something new and vaguely uncomfortable. Apparently the Keane parents have segregated their children somehow. I'm guessing this has something to do with Jeffy's feral origins, which make yesterday's cartoon seem almost poignant.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
BC: I just jumped the shark!
If you're a comic strip that's currently being authored by a corpse, you should probably think twice before making a joke like this.
Family Circus: Mommy, how old was I when I decided to be borned?
Observe Jeffy's down-turned eyes and generally sluggish appearance. The way he's pointing at nothing in particular. The even more strained than usual construction of his sentence. I'm convinced that what we are witnessing here are the final death throes of Jeffy's brain functionality. By tomorrow, he will be a vegetable, kept alive only by the iron lung the Keanes have been keeping in the basement these last few years, precisely in anticipation of this fateful day.
Mark Trail: Watch who you are slapping, old man!
If you're wondering why Mark appears to have been replaced with a life-sized animatronic model in the final panel, it's because ... he totally has! It is surely a clever ruse and Mark is hiding behind the tree in the second panel! Mark could never just an allow old man to get punched in the face by these no-good rapscallions! Could he? Could he?
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Family Circus: You didn't brush your teeth! I still smell peanut butter!
Dennis the Menace: Relax, Mom! I caught the mouse!
Thank gosh a male was around!
And now a question for the female readers of this fine blog: given your delicate sensibilities and general pathetic helplessness, which is more terrifying and incapacitating, a mouse or a flat tire?
And now a question for the female readers of this fine blog: given your delicate sensibilities and general pathetic helplessness, which is more terrifying and incapacitating, a mouse or a flat tire?
Mark Trail: You AREN'T ordering us anywhere, Mister Parker!
Monday, February 8, 2010
Family Circus: I can't come out 'cause I'm sick in bed with a cold.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Family Circus: ...
Pearls Before Swine: My father-in-law died.
Yet another touching Sunday comic, from perhaps an even more unlikely source.