Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for March 18, 2016

J.J., couldn’t you tell by the bow tie?

JJ hits critical mass.

She looks rather pissed off.

Her “career” just got flushed down the drain.

She’ll need to get a surgeon to remove her foot…considering how deeply she has placed it in her mouth.

Self-sabotage at its finest.

Did anybody notice that the men’s room seems to be separated from the dining area only by a 4-foot high glass-brick wall? How does that work?

Urine big trouble now, JJ.

The natural enemy of the artist/writer/creative type.

Anybody recognize any of those faces on the “mural” of the wall, the last few days? I thought maybe Garry would sneek in a real person or two for us to find.

Actually, nothing she said is inconsistent with her milieu…They should be swooning at her utterly hip attitude.

Banksy seems stuffy compared to the urinal concept.

Arrogance is its own worst enemy.

How can the critics take the art seriously if the artist doesn’t?

Think on you feet JJ and get urself out of this mess. lol.

Making this “art” pieces was a piece of cake, a monkey could have done it just as good or better. Ummm, who were you again?