Gil Thorp by Henry Barajas and Rachel Merrill for August 04, 2016

Del channeling some Chaka Khan in P2 while Barry works on his wrist strength for, well, you know, speaking of wrist slapping.

Nice that the jail phone booth cell has a love seat. Maybe it’s for really large prisoners.

I’m happy to say I’ve never been in Del’s situation. Would he have that much privacy for his phone calls? He’s not in his cell, yet he’s behind bars. Wouldn’t the phone be in a rec room or something? The whole scene seems strange.

Depends, Chip. It might be a small county, with a relatively small lockup.

At first glance I didn’t see the baseball in the air, and I thought R/W were giving a shout out to all the astute commenters on Barry’s “skills.” When does Perry Mason or Matlock. or even Jackie Chan show up to free Del before the Aryan Nation has him in a dress. “Del wasn’t in the truck, you outta luck.”

In all reality , is Barry contemplating a mass shooting at school or committing suicide ?

That shot of Hoo on Barry’s bedside table shows he’s handling trouble the same way Dad does.

A slap on the wrist is still far superior to tat slapping. Oh, and Del, yes, yes you are still the bad guy.

P3, Oh he’s fine. He’s got his hands full as usual. And speaking oh slapping, can you hear that slapping sound? That’s Young Master Bader now.

“I never been in no cell that had a phone in it. Can I stay for a while, ’cause I ordered some pizza.” – Axel Foley, Beverly Hills Cop

Chiphilton I was except for the accident and death.

At 20, I drank a fifth of Bourbon in an hour. To keep it short I woke up in jail not knowing where I was or leaving the party.

It was expensive financially, it destroyed a close relationship. But the biggest reward came in knowing I didn’t take a life. Thankful the police were able to stop me before I did.

I was wrong and it taught me not to drink and drive. 1991 was the last drink I will ever have.

If Del was really on top of his game he’d be trying to sell some industrial solvents to the county while he’s in lockup.

Del: I’ve heard of choking the chicken or spanking the monkey, but tossing a marshmallow?

P-1: The entire GT posting community seems excited to see the strips first “Cell Phone”.P-2: How’s Barry? Wow, strange spousal nick name. Just like their son’s.P-3: Oh, you know just playing with his balls.

So where is Del getting this “I’m still the bad guy”? Are there news reports and editorials in the paper calling for his hanging? And even if there were, how would he know? And speaking of hanging, no need to keep you hanging any longer, here’s today’s Mopped Up Thorp.

Is it actually a cell phone or is it really one of those ‘new’ (to Milford anyhow) portable phones. You know those are ‘amazing’. You can actually walk around the house while you talk on them.

I think the Scots call it “tossing your caber.”

Also known as boxing the Bishop, engaging in a little 5 on 1 and, for you IT folks, performing a manual override.

@Ellisburkes: perhaps a Slam Drunk. If he becomes a Trans in Prison perhaps we’re looking at a Del “Shannon”.

P-1: Role-playing? tut, tut, tut

Where “fine” is defined as “still alive.”

If Mrs Bader was standing by the prison wall she could hear a Del saying “Hello from the other side”

another euphemism: shaking hands with the wife’s best friend