December 16, 2009
Panel 1:Uh-oh, I just realized that Rosco Hogg there has sideburns. I'm thinking Mark's in a heap o' trouble now! And what's with the handcuffs? If the Jackelrod Sphere has read his Chekhov, we're going to bear witness to something unspeakable in the third act...
Panel 2:"...with his pants around his ankles and a rubber ball in his mouth."
December 15, 2009
Panel 1:I'll be goddamned! If it isn't Sheriff J.W. Pepper!
Panel 2:Clobbered him? Hell man, you super-duper clobbered him with a side of special sauce!
Panel 3:From this angle, our atavistic southern sheriff looks more like a misbegotten love-child of Rosco P. Coltrane and Boss Hogg than J.W. Pepper.
December 14, 2009
Panel 1:All the more reason to have broken the small window.
Panel 2:Really? I thought Rusty's life as at stake. Tee hee. Get it. Boy's life. Rusty's life. Distinction...oh, never mind.
Panel 3:Wow, this is a little disconcerting. I like the violence and all, but whaling away at someone's head with a 2-pound monkey wrench is pretty serious stuff. Of course, given that Mark isn't bleeding (As an aside: How cool would it be if the JS broke the fourth wall, installed a window and speckled it with Mark's blood and brain tissue?), perhaps our anonymous assailant here is using an aluminum wrench.