Pardon My Planet, 1/30/25

There's a joke at the core of this panel that is, if not good per se, at least perfectly serviceable -- ha ha, her husband is a dick about her cooking so she's going to poison him! -- but it's assembled in such a shambolic and confusing way that it actually loops all the way through "bad" to "fascinating." I love the idea of the husband sitting at the dinner table, white-knuckle gripping his silverware and waiting patiently for his wife to prepare his meal, which he already assumes he'll hate, because of the shows she watches on TV, but also he declines or perhaps refuses to turn around and look at the TV to see if it's that show that gets his wife to make the food he hates. Add in the fact that the wife apparently needs advice from a literal witch, a woman skilled in chthonic folk magic and also green, to know that pouring liquid from a bottle labeled with a prominent skull and crossbones is what's going to kill her husband. I dunno, I think if I had that on hand already, I could've guessed it'd be bad to use as salad dressing (or good, depending on your end goal) without the TV witch telling me. I'm just an "independent thinker" like that.

Rex Morgan, 1/30/25