“The Church of Good Intent,” it says. I know what road is paved by that. I think I’ll just visit with the Lutherans down the street this week.
It’s like eating ribs — every so often you get a piece of good meat. So nice to get at least one day free of buffoonery and cat food commercials. For a fleeting second, we even get to see Walt.
The point of this whole era of comics is an experiment. It was to see how many people could be persuaded to actually miss the Bender days, and call them the “good old days.” You know, when at least the art work was good. Things happened slooooooooow, but they were not disjointed, and things actually did happen…
I can’t figure out if the radio or the newspaper is “fake news.”
I came here, resolved that if the Sunday strip had cat food commercials or buffoons, I was, tearfully, going to remove it from my queue. I will wait now, though I don’t even bother with the daily any more.
Today’s strip wasn’t even that good, but I am relieved to see that Scanarelli can still draw Walt and Skeezix. I thought he had forgotten how.
I have a flip phone. If it’s good enough for Leroy Jethro Gibbs and James T. Kirk, it’s good enough for me.
I wonder if Hi knows that Mutt is seeing Lois.
Even on Sunday, the buffoons with no Walt. How long has it been since we’ve seen a Wallet in this strip?
Monthly check-in. My goodness, this is plain stupid.
Some of us live in a world where we can actually do things without talking about sex all the time. I pity those who can’t.