Oh excuse me, I'm sorry, I thought I was writing a snarky blog about the comic strip
Apartment 3G, not
The Boring-Ass Life of a Surly Large Animal Vet and the Women He Withholds His Love From, a comic which revolves around women making breakfast in exchange for zero gratification. And occasionally there are pictures of dingos.
9 comments:
You hit the nail on the head once again, Maggie! My hat's off to you and the wonderful work you do on this blog!
What? Amusing me and other is very important work!!
Shouldn't that be "If there's AN emergency"? As if the rambling, incoherent plot lines, jumbled illustrations and ever-changing color palette weren't bad enough, now we have to cope with poor grammar. Good thing Dr. Jack is such a crazy beautiful man because his communication skills are sorely lacking.
Is Carol an occasional sleepover, a roommate, or the landlady? Is Tommie staying in the house or the barn, or that motel? And why is Lily not a full-fledged adult deer/dingo by now? Tune in tomorrow, when none of these questions will be answered.
Welllll, Lu Ann-ish old lady, I'm not sure he's the crazy one. And I think it's sweet that you find a man with a crooked neck and claw hand beautiful. Even though he clearly can't stand to be around you.
Since Maggie and the commentariat have already hit the ball out of the park with the main story, the only thing I have to add is; when the hell did Bolle last make coffee, the 1890s? Short of camping I didn’t think anybody used pots like that anymore, (and by ‘anymore’ I mean ‘for the last 40 years.’) Somebody needs to tell Dr. Jack to stop buying his housewares at Civil War reenactments.
Live long and prosper!
It's like he gets off on being withholding!
Why is Lu Ann making coffee for this strange man? And why is he calling her "Carol"?
I'm a MONSTER!
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