Dick Tracy by Mike Curtis and Charles Ettinger for June 22, 2017

“The End …?”

As Rowan and Martin used to say. “You can bet your bippy.”

Good morning guys!

Posse ready to roll? I’m headin’ to bed. I’ll catch up with you later.

By the way, this Sunday strip has Blackjack with an ad for Sparkle Plenty cola, a Honeymoon Tracy doll still in its box, and the framed headline “Foreclosure Fraud” :) https://joshreads.com/images/12/03/i120325tracy.jpg

Watta savvy guy, that B-jack !  How can the public have it in for a guy who does bad things to bad business ?

Good morning VB&C and all DT’s fans

The Daily has good coverage of the robbery. There’s not only a banner headline, but the story continues to page 10, it seems.

Tracy wondered was it just a dream

Were things truly as they seemed

The clues were there to the observant eye

A skill he’s had many days gone by

A newspaper photo that moved in its place

An impossibility in time and space

A coffee mug handle that shifted at will

Without him sipping from Bob Oscar’s still

The truth seemed clear like one of Sam’s lungs

He was still fast asleep the day hadn’t yet begun.

Next stop for the Blackjack Gang? How about Wells Fargo….they haven’t exactly covered themselves in glory over the last year or so.

So is Blackjack like Pretty Boy Floyd? Maybe Tracy should leave him be. As a wise man once said, some will rob you with a six-gun; some will do it with a fountain pen.

Wise observation (panel 3), Tracy. Blackjack seeks you and your kin; you seek Blackjack and his gang (are Anthony and Karen still in it?). Another encounter seems likely, especially as the very shady (literally, with his dark glasses) E. Kently Clark continues to seethe and maybe swindle the innocent (such as the Plentys) and clearly wants to get back at Blackjack. Maybe the sharp-dressed sharpshooter wouldn’t mind a shot or two at Mr. Clark if he presents himself! Then, what does an ace detective do?

Neil, I need to stop and heap mucho praises on the Canucks today! They outdid the Yanks for world recorld purposes! A Canadian sniper (sharpshooter) busted a Taliban’s head at 3,400 meters in Afghanistan with a .50 cal sniper setup. That’s 2 miles, for people who aren’t into math. Out of the top 5 confirmed hits, the USA claims one spot, fifth. The rest are Canadian. WTG, neighbors. Spotters said the guy’s head turned into a pink mist. Now, back to Tracy.

Aww!!! Is that all it’s going to be about Bob Oscar? I was so hopeful for more cornball humor. And . . . Team Tracy . . . are we EVER going to see Attitude’s face???

We may not have seen the last of BlackJack, but apparently we’ve heard the last of those mysterious noises at SunnyDale Acres that launched this storyline a few weeks back. It’s not like Mike to be this sloppy.