Sad Sunday
The Phantom, 9/8/24
Phantom was growing increasingly vexed
That the proles would identify him as John X.
So by making up missions and playing a role
He set out to bewilder the Jungle Patrol.
Now you may think the Phantom was being a dick,
But protecting The Legend is part of his schtick
And he doesn't much mind it's exacting a toll
On his credulous fans at the Jungle Patrol!
So poor Colonel Worubu is having a sad
'Cause he's lost the best buddy that he never had.
But his misery's nothing but damage control
To the Unknown Commander of Jungle Patrol!
Mark Trail, 9/8/24
Mark proposes to save the Catalina Quail by burning down its habitat. It's possible he doesn't see that "local shrubbery" and "overgrown uncleared brush" are the same thing. It's certain he hasn't thought this all the way through. Either way though, roast quail is delicious.
Family Circus, 9/8/24
What's more tragic: that Jeffy will grow into a sleep-deprived corporate drone like his Dad, or that Bil will deteriorate into a scatterbrained idiot like his son?
Rex Morgan, M.D. (panels), 9/8/24
Your finger hurts. No one can help you. No one cares. Your career is over and your life is meaningless. Sit, Truck, sit. Sit like you've never sat before.
—Uncle Lumpy