Dagwood's making direct eye contact with the reader, daring you to imagine his awful clothing line

Blondie, 3/8/23

I’m intrigued here by the transition from light to dark between panels two and three – how much time has elapsed, and what conversation, if any, filled it? I’d like to believe that Blondie lay there in silence as Dagwood nattered on about his fantasy fashion empire, only to let loose this sick burn as she was dozing off, just in time to ruin her husband’s whole night.

Barney Google and Snuffy Smith, 3/8/23