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She’ll be comin’ ’round the mountain when she comes…

You’re welcome.  Now that you’ll all have that ear worm stuck in your head.. or I’ve also heard it referred to as a “tune wedgie…”

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And by now we are all very well acquainted with the arc and trajectory of catapulted volcano matter, like in panel one, I don’t think we can ever lose that picture…  But why, oh why, does everyone feel compelled to call out to Mark?  Like he’s of any use here?  Like he doesn’t see what’s going on?

I don’t know about you-all, but I ain’t  feelin’ it… the tension that is.  The frustration, sure, but that is well registered and acknowledged by now.  So as Mark and Abbey do their best impression of the Stinky Cheese Man (Run, run as fast as you can, you can’t catch me I’m the Stinky Cheese Man…) we all live to wonder another day how they get out of the Batman-esque trap that have put themselves into…

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3 thoughts on “She’ll be comin’ ’round the mountain when she comes…

  1. Since lava seems to be quickly covering their bluff, perhaps a Butch and Sundance leap off a cliff is next. It would provide a week of dialog, a few days of slow gravity fall, a deep ocean plunge and a boat rescue by Cal sometime after Christmas.

  2. I like your thinking, Daniel. And don’t forget the opportunity that storyline provides for even more SCREAMERS to convey the whistling of wind past bodies plunging through space, the splashing of Mark & Abbey hitting the ocean; the explosive hissing of lava bombs contacting seawater and creating jets of steam, the gurgle of friendly submarine creatures observing the intruding forms from above, the gasps of incomprehension and then amazement by Cal as he discovers Mark & Abbey have survived, and the various grunts of exertion, exhaustion and near-asphyxiation coming from our intrepid duo throughout the next few weeks.

    Something to look forward to, eh?

  3. I feel compelled to nominate panels 2 and 4 for the “Most Incompetent Depictions of People” award. Allen – if this is really Allen’s work and not the total blundering of his inker – has reached a new low in his “ability” to trash the human form in any kind of image that is not based on recycling stock Trail images. View this in black and white to see the actual screeching of pen and ink, as anything approaching accurate human anatomy is dispensed with almost entirely, in favor of some kind of…of…well, I don’t know what.

    And it isn’t just that the figures appear as if their bodies were stitched together from different people (a la Frankenstein), it’s that the fundamental quality of “line”, itself, is so hackneyed, so lacking in confidence, so amateurish, that it is amazing the Syndicate allows this strip to still be published. I would not be surprised if Dodd or Elrod forced The Big Guy Upstairs to let them come back and take over. Steven Pastis would be an improvement.

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