The commissioners' may want to push back those money-tasting plans, as the only character capable of dragging Mark out of his sexestential k-hole is back, and if the failure of her buttons to reach her collar is any indication, Sam won't rest (or change shirts) until this mystery is solved.
Whatever Mark was actually "working on"has been intentionally censored by the cartoonist's signature. All Jack Elrod is trying to conceal here is his own ignorance, as he has no idea what type of equipment journalists use in their trade.
Sam's looking good today, but beauty is fleeting in the world of her nebulous aesthetic. Consider this assortment of different looks for the Airport Biologist, categorized by what she ate for breakfast that morning:
BBQ Fritos, somewhat sparingly
Marshmallow paste tucked under her bottom lip like a wad of Copenhagen
Hot cakes. Lots of hot cakes.
Double A batteries.I hope all five of you out there reading this have a great weekend. Stay tuned for the Week In Review tomorrow.
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