The Cure For The Common Qualms

Link to today’s strip

As regular FW readers know, the only “artist” who ever does anything for the sake of artistic expression is Les Moore, everyone else in the “entertainment business” is an amoral money-grubbing weasel. What the f*ck is Cartoon Conan babbling about here? “Take over” the “large franchise”? What? Who’d he “take it over” from? How can it already be a large franchise when the first one hasn’t even been released yet? Why can’t ANYONE in this stupid f*cking comic strip EVER just ask a normal question?

The funniest thing in this one is Cliff in panel one, inexplicably doddering around for no reason. What is he doing, is he pushing the chair in or pulling it out and if so, why? It’s such a needless-yet-fascinating detail.

Major Tissues

So today we finally find out the source of Mason’s problems and it’s Cindy!

Dames, huh? What, with their crazy vacuum cleaners, brooms, mops and other contraptions! According to today’s strip, Cindy just might clean Mason right out of a career. I wonder how appealing Mr. Hollywood would be without his impossible-to-discern sports controvertible and his guaranteed access to Comic-Con.