The Trails Confront Patty the Only Way They Know How: On Horseback

1/16/09

Mark cuts an impressive figure on that white stallion, doesn't he? Clean jacket n' khaki combination, relentless posture. No wonder Patty, once skiddish and overly apologetic, now feels completely at ease and overly apologetic in his presence, even after he rides a horse into her backyard escorted by the electric-blue Cherry, arm fused to her hip like some kind of irritating, bubble-headed teapot.

Patty's intentions may not be as perverse as Elrod originally suggested. The jury's still out, though. She looks remarkably creepy with that shadowy buck by her side. Even Mark's horse is itching to bounce by panel two.

Recurring Theme at Casa de Trail -- Wood

1/6/09

You know what the worst part about today's strip is? It probably is Mark pounding on the front door furiously in the wee hours of the morning.

Tomorrow, Cherry will throw the door open and Mark will be standing at the threshold in all of his khaki glory, shit-eating grin etched across his angular mandible. He'll say something like, "Hi Cherry, I'm Mark Trail! I've missed you and love your looks! The water's back in the swamp... that's quite a haircut you've got there!" Cherry will smile and primp in that possessed, I-have-no-eyes manner she's so fond of.

And she'll take her man back to bed, never to gnash her teeth alone again. There's no way it couldn't be Mark. Or couldn't it? No way. Stay tuned...

This Is Some Fucked-Up Shit Right Here

1/5/09

Primal heat boils over as Cherry puts her new coif on display for the benefit of a sophisticated elder. Outside, owl and rodent lay down the innuendo naturally. The way the old man cradles his pipe in panel three says it all -- Cherry's hairdo is for sure 15% less helmety than it was before. Again. Take a peek for your sexy self:

Mark has women fawning over him constantly and spends a great deal of time on the road; who cares if Cherry indulges in a little action on the side? Fuck, at least his ass isn't on the wrong end of his body.

Oh gosh, hold on now, I remember the problem:

That old dude is Cherry's dad. No wonder Cherry had her eyes sewn shut. The shame must be overwhelming. Worst adaptation of Oedipus Rex ever, Elrod.