Heathcliff wants to fuck that Marcy-from-Peanuts looking friend of the family. Owner Woman thinks it's cute.

And a home decorating problem. I mean, seriously! Look at that wallpaper! And those...well...I don't even know what those things are. Pictures? Cuckoo clocks with the bottom part of their pendulum cut off? Can you say "tacky?" Can somebody get that freakin' cat out of the corner and...call HGTV or something? Hideous!

Peter Gallagher decided to commemorate 100 days of partnership via upgrading an old strip.

It still sucks.

Heathcliff is somewhat better than Caligula.

In the world of Peter Gallagher, all women are ugly, all men have brooms below their noses, and all cats have money and snowboard with flounder. Trapped in a world he didn't create, Paul Rodgers ponders which weapon would be best for bludgeoning Peter until he drew better. And wrote better. And thought of the poor, poor flounder.

Heathcliff and his bitch are indeed texting each other...on their Cybikos.

I call it; "Artist Who Can't Draw, w/Various Peppers on a Nightstand."