Panel one: What is this, the third shot of the Crevesse this week? I guess it establishes setting, or a lazy artist. I'm banking on the latter. "Becky was nice to me for a change." Heaven knows, you've treated her like gold.
Panel two: Did I call it, or did I call it? For cryin' out loud, leave that dead horse alone!
Panel three: And of course, Becky would loooove to trade places with April, because her life is so perfect. Except for the fact she has to live with Jelly. And she has bad hair. And is being constantly reminded of the poor starving refugees in Pottsylvania (Or wherever) that make her life so grand by comparison.
Panel four: Wild amazing costumes, huh? I smell a punchline...
Panel five: And apparently John smells something else, if only in his mind. My mother took me to a Cher concert when I was ten or so. My memories are vague, but I'm recalling correctly, she only wore each outfit for less than five minutes (Trivia note: Her voice isn't that deep in real life. I think they slow it down on the CDs.). And would they really make costumes that aren't washable?