I hate this kid sooooooo much. He's the worst. I mean, he's soulless, right? He refers to the woman who carried him inside of her body for nine months as his alarm clock essentially. That's all she is to you, dude? She probably makes your lunch every day, but I bet you'd be more comfortable calling her "the pantry" than "my mother who gets up at 5:30 every morning to cut the crusts off of my bologna sandwich because I'm a little bitch who refuses to eat his crusts even though they're a perfectly delicious part of the bread." He probably sits down in the cafeteria with his equally obnoxious friends, and is all, like, "Let's see what the dumb pantry shat out for me today. Prolly another boring bologna sandwich. God, I wish the pantry would die already." You know that's what he's saying. Ungrateful prick.What happened to Mutts this week?
The balls on this Patrick McDonnell! I don't enjoy Mutts for its "witty dialogue" and its "gut-busting one-liners." I like the characters, McDonnell's drawing style. What am I supposed to do with this? Seven word bubbles with nothing particularly funny floating around in them? A rare misstep. Don't let it happen again, Mutts.And once again, Lio wins the Sunday funnies:
