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So this is going to be the joke this week: Everybody’s going to forget that Leslie is still on the roof, pack up their things, have pumpkin pie (which has to be against company policy), and drive off with Leslie still on the roof.
Of course there’s nothing stopping Leslie from just climbing down the ladder by himself while everyone’s looking at the kitten. He’s not helpless, is he?
Looking at Gunther’s expression in the last panel it appears that he has forgotten why the Fire Department was called out. Actually he looks annoyed to be reminded that Leslie exists.
I wonder if the Pitt Fire Department has formed a specialize cat rescue squad? Or is this the EMT truck because Brad and Toni are not wearing regulation fire fighting outfits. Since they could be diverted to a real emergency at any moment I would think the department would insist on proper attire. But if this is cat-rescue squad then I guess uniform slacks and blouses would be OK.
Like everyone else I have no idea how GnK plan to fill out this week. They set up the ladder and goat(ee) boy climbs down, then off to the next emergency. There is no time for socializing or sitting down for Turkey dinner. So what happens over the next five days? Will Jack power-walk by the Grey’s and tell Gunther about Bernice’s mental problems? Maybe Bets will come back to complain that Gunther hasn’t been “missing her” sufficiently. Maybe Dick Tracy, disguised as a kitten will arrest Uncle Al for the sins of his youth. A Dick Tract cross-over might save this week.
I used to expand my suspension of disbelief with every illogical moment in Luann until one day I realized my suspension had risen to something higher than the orbit of the moon. So now I grouse about the illogic in the strip.
Oh, there is. You just haven’t found the right bulletin board.
Fashion is a rich woman’s game.
Wearing a wife-beater as his only shirt is clearly a call for help. Any help…
Has Luann ever looked good when she’s wearing make-up? Then again, the only time when we know she’s wearing make-up is when she’s wearing clown make-up.
I suspect that there is a formal or informal policy that spouses not work on the same shift in case one gets injured or killed
The eminently Forgettable Leslie….
I can’t believe they continued the pointless and worthless story from last week.