Nancy by Olivia Jaimes for February 16, 2018

Ka-BUTT FREEZE!

Oh, wait, that’s “Rip Haywire”.

Well blow me down !

I just felt a great disturbance in the Force, as if millions of single men suddenly cried out in despair.

The End.

Mrs. Fritzi Fumble? (I think that’s his last name)

From proposal to wedding in two days?

Guy does not know the rules for pacing in a serial.

Has there been any word about what’s going to happen to the strip?

People all over town are wondering, “Gee, that’s strange. Why is all the snow melting”?

And Phil is brought down at the 27 yard line by Fritzi Ritz… uh-oh, they’re not getting up…

( click ) Good morning, Mr. Gilchrist. The couple you are looking at are Fritzi Ritz and Phil Fumble, your characters for the last twenty years. With the announcement of your retirement, Phil has (finally) sought Fritzi’s hand in marriage, and Fritzi has accepted. Your mission, Guy, should you decide to accept it (and not change your mind about retirement) is to plan a wedding in less than 48 hours and send the happy couple off to wedded bliss, either for eternity or until another artist decides to take over the strip. As always, should you or any of your Impossible Wedding Force be caught or miss a deadline, the comics strip syndicate secretary will disavow any knowledge of your actions. This sound file will self-delete upon conclusion. Good luck, Guy! ( bleep )

Shocker!

Shocker!

The end is near. So sad.

I hope someone takes over the strip

Cue the Captain and Tennille music…

After 75 years, maybe someone needs to take over the strip with Nancy, Sluggo, and their assorted friends as adults (perhaps late teens, early 20s) to continue the saga

And have Fritzi get old, never, no way, no how. Love her as she is right now.

Awwwwww!!!

Your funeral, Phil and Fritzi.

just sayin’…we need a lot of cameo appearances at the wedding

I predict a tragic outcome to this story. Considering Phil’s reactions to seeing Fritzi in a bikini (quite understandable, by the way), he has no chance of surviving the wedding night. Shortly after Fritzi’s last piece of clothing hits the floor, Phil will do the same, clutching at his chest and gasping for breath. He’ll die with a smile on his face but he’s a goner, for sure.

When Phil finally began to regain his senses, he thought: “Why am I holding two footballs?”… ☺

How do we know it ended

I have never, ever, liked Guy’s take on “Nancy,” preferring Jerry Scott’s “hip, ironic” version.

That said, this is the gutsiest thing to come out of the strip in decades, and justifies Guy’s place as the writer. Well played, Guy. Hope Nancy likes having Uncle Phil around.

Congratulations to Fritzi and Phil … and to Guy. I look forward to seeing what happens over the next few days.

Sheesh! It’s about time!