Whatever lie it might be will have to wait; RevElly has to nail herself to her cross.
Panel 1: We see SuperMartyr washing the dishes by hand because she has yet to let herself be bribed into quiescence after her selfish muttonhead husband fritters their (in his eyes, his because he earned it and she didn't) money on an ego-gratifying toy. She thanks RetConnie for bringing in the paper.
Panel 2: She then tells her to put it down and that RetJohn will read it when he gets home. RetConnie asks "What about you?"
Panel 3: She says she hasn't got the time. She just skims the headlines after he's done.
Panel 4: An angrily confused RetConnie asks why he has the time to read the paper and she doesn't.
Panel 5: As she takes the trash out of the can, RevElly says that his job ends at five. MikeClone holds his nose; the jury's still out if it's because of the smell of the trash or the rancid attitudes his parents still have.
Summary: RetJohn is stoooopid and useless. Film at 11.
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