Like Hank Hill, a Methodist.
Upon further review, GilPa is holding a feminine product.
Pair of 7s. You got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em. Kenny used to regularly visit my hometown. R.I.P. Gambler.
P1- Egad! Vic and Gil took one from the blind side. That Mike the Mayor hasn’t been around. He always carried a kitchen knife hoping to spread some creamy goodness. Now who would be jealous enough to stab the two new best buds in the back? Hic, hic.
Maybe it’s a walking stick to fend off his lady admirers like Doc Graham told everyone about his umbrella in Field of Dreams.
The potential for in game sponsors is promising. Maris Industries, Copywrite Cafe, Speedco, Ricozzi’s, Subwich. The Bucket you ask? Why? The kids already go there. Marty’s WDIG Station Manager notices Vic and Moon feels the heat to up his game.
Tom Petty had a Breakdown E.B.
P1- Vic has an entourage of Tessi “Don’t Hate Me Because I’m Beautiful” Milton, Becca Ramirez and “Drivel” Doug Guthrie? He must have a plethora of turtlenecks to wear on game night.
P3- GilPa enjoying the monster he has created.
None of the above mentioned have been mastered.
Everyday should be Saturday Mudlark fans. We have referee with the Oswald Cobblepot hand, EES, shouting, gratuitous Gil cameo, Fist Pump Family and an army of ants. How can all that be crammed into 3 panels? Do you think inquiring minds want to know Mr. Reality?
What happened to Scratchy, Sniffy and Sandy?