Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Three days in a morning.

August 25, 2009

Panel 1:"Nah, most of the wildlife managed to avoid the leaking drums (unlike our friend Percival). It's those darned pesky chemicals the animals can't avoid."

Panel 2:"I'll give you 20% off your next clean-up if you're not completely satisfied!"

Panel 3:"It's just a darn shame that I didn't get to punch anybody."

August 24, 2009

Panel 1:"I thought they had harnessed the magical efficiencies of the free market and were exporting the waste to China for low-cost "treatment."

Panel 2:I see Mark Trail has a competitor in the Tiniest Hands on the Comic Pages contest. And won't the owner of that hand be surprised when he finds there's not much under those tight khaki pants.

August 22, 2009

Panel 1:Today's strip starts out innocuously. Sheriff Fred Gwynne (dressed in his light blue summer uniform), takes the logical step of putting a mob shooter and his victim under guard. So far, so good.

Panel 2:And then the Jackelrod Sphere sends in the circus clowns. Come again? Homeland Security? Prosecuting environmental polluters? WTF? Yeah, maybe if this was an oil spill, and it was in the 200-mile EEZ, and the Coast Gaurd was exercising its enforcement authority under the Oil Pollution Act of 1990. But, clearly this isn't the case so, I reiterate, WTF?

1 comment:

  1. i think he meant to say FBI but got confused from all the drugs.