Compassion

Compassion, really? I thought Tommie was pretty compassionate when she was spinning babies out of Nina What's-her-face. Maybe it was the hard knocks of the music industry that drained her compassion. Working with "Stone Cold" Dan Diller and Rick-E from Boys on the Block (obviously a street thug)... the nonstop Ruben sandwiches... sure, that could hollow the soul out of anyone.

Tuesday Recap

Monday, September 8th

"To be honest, I'm not even sure that I am crying.  I'd say it's more of a smirk-grimace.  I've been keeping my emotions as bottled up as this closely buttoned blouse."

Tuesday, September 9th

 

Maybe Lily has finally made a run for the wilderness, where she can live a normal deer life? Or the mare saw Danica McKellar walking near the pasture?   Or maybe she's just as irritated by this storyline as the rest of us and is trying to break free.

A Happy and Trusting Horse

I never thought I could help Mary (who's a mare, by the way, get it??), but look at her, Carol! Now she can stand near the fence and gaze mournfully in our direction as we refuse to come near her. She's doing great over there! And it's all thanks to Lily. I adopted a brindle terrier named Lily, by the way.

Lowest Form of Female

Thursday June 19, 2014

I don't even know what's going on. Where are they with that marble staircase? An academic building? A plantation, maybe? Either way, take it from a lady who knows: now that he's loose, you will never see that cat ferret squirrel thing again.

Friday June 20, 2014

Poor Carol. Her life's purpose is to prepare meals for unappreciative people. Truly, she is... the lowest form of female. Way worse than lady murderers, or lady liars, or even just plain lady jerks. Um, by the way, Tommie, you do your own shopping? So where do you live? Is Jack paying you anything? Do you have your own quarters on the plantation? WHERE'S LILY??

Gossip Gossip Gossip!!!

I have to say, what I saw was not so much gossip as unsolicited helpfulness. Was that the whole interaction with Tina? Because 50% of it was pleasantries. Nevertheless: traumatic enough that Carol left without buying anything and put that squirrel thing back on her lap. Grrr...!

Maybe it's time to move to the big city, girl. Maybe it's time to move in with your doppelganger, whose address is already programmed into the jalopy's GPS, push her out the window, and assume her life. Maybe...

Mighty Hunter

Ugh. Talking about this strip has started feeling like telling someone about my most boring dreams. "So I was outside saying goodbye to this guy, who was chasing ghosts through upstate New York on horseback or something, and then suddenly I was inside wearing a different shirt, and I was holding this cat squirrel thing I guess? And I was saying it couldn't sit on my lap, and it wasn't, it was just kind of floating there, but then suddenly I was sitting down and it WAS on my lap? And I was demanding it catch me a mouse? I don't know. Is this boring you?"

Haunted

If only this meant that Jack wasn't coming back and that this interminable storyline was over.  But now we're in for at least a month of Tommie being enslaved by Carol while Jack is off having some sort of seance with the ghosts of his past.  At least living with Margo has prepared her for exactly this scenario.

Stable Mates

Um, it's not that weird for a baby deer to be friends with a horse.  I mean they both have four legs, hooves, eat lots of vegetation...A baby deer and a great white shark being friends, that would be remarkable.   Maybe this means Old Lu Ann and Tommie will be fast friends...

Hey, Has Anyone Seen a Fawn?

Why the long face, Stormy?  Is it because you were abused or because you really can't stand the smell of Tommie's pink turtleneck?  Or because Tommie is wearing white pants out of season?

The Mare is Jumpy

Don't horses usually have awesome names, like "Duchess" or "Sparkle" or "No-FaceMarie"? Oh well. This whole strip is great is many many absurd ways, but let's take a special moment to recognize how wonderful the middle panel of Tommie super theatrically getting thrown by "the mare" is:

Out, out, brief candle! Also, ouch!!

Joking aside, I think this is the first time in A3G history that I've looked at one of their outfits and thought: I want that! White pants are so cool. I had a pair in eighth grade and I stained them instantly. Can't say I would be brave enough to wear white at a large animal vet/dude ranch.