Never saw it going this bad for so many of the department’s members, all at once. Lee may as well as given him a gentle tap, for all the effect her kick had. Now if her boots had spikes on the bottom and a metal razor tongue sticking out the front Bubba Brute would be in a world of hurt !
This is dumb. What is this some kinda kung fu competition? Just shoots the murderous creeminal and arrests him already can’t cha? Four cops and one mass murderer wannabe creeminal and thems all is acts like some wannabe kung fu school novices. Just terrible writing. Want better writer here.
Tracy’s ESP is wonky. With no evidence whatsoever he knew Jr had discovered a Xylon bomb and planned to detonate it that very day…
Maybe the problem isn’t Tracy’s ESP, it was 100% correct. Maybe it’s his brain that’s on the fritz. He didn’t ask himself, “What do you bring to stop a huge, strong guy with special forces training?” At almost 120 years old Tracy’s body is in amazing shape, but the brain seems to be going.
And so, as Singin’ Sam prepares to warble an off-key hip-hop version of Happy Trails To You, we prepare to amble off into the sunset. Or, in his case the super scintillating salami slinging Sunset Deli.
Hideously facially blemished from the treacherous poking, Tracy snaps and believes himself to be Two-Face. Throw in the Batmobile from quite a while back, with B.O. cobbling together a really cheesy caped nemesis of crime costume, and we’re in for a totally inconsequential, battle of wits.
In the end, Tracy is captured and taken to a mysterious upstate ‘college,’ where enforced exposure to the fumes of pastrami restores him to normal! He then devotes his life to doing ‘really good things,’ such as fighting against painful paper cuts by gluing the pages of all the books in the city library together.
Sam enjoys his promotion, and crime runs rampant.
HEY! Don’t blame ME! I stole it form an old NANCY strip!
Everyone has – at last – ineffectively fought with Fred now. Maybe tomorrow someone will have some dialog. Better yet, maybe Fred will surrender and end this story. Or return to Tracyville’s architectural highlights for 2 or 3 weeks.
firestrike1 about 9 hours ago
Lee will take Jun down like Pam Grier…
Brian Premium Member about 9 hours ago
And Junior grew three sizes that day!
SHAKEDOWNCITY about 9 hours ago
Mr. “Schmobotto”.
Neil Wick about 9 hours ago
Good morning™, all!
Those who decry the lack of action in this strip should have no objections today!
WelshRat Premium Member about 9 hours ago
When did this guy become Doc Samson?
pschearer Premium Member about 9 hours ago
Just somebody shoot him, for cryin’ out loud!!
GoComicsGo! about 8 hours ago
I wonder if all the old fogeys will claim Dick Tracy should’ve be the one to take him down and they’ve demasculinised the strip?
avenger09 about 8 hours ago
Everyone’s fighting to be the next person in the bathroom!
BreathlessMahoney77 about 8 hours ago
Tracy should pull a Butch Cassidy & challenge Jr. to a knife fight … & then tell Jr. they have to get the rules straight.
Gweedo -it's legal here- Murray about 8 hours ago
Good morning™, [Failing] Action Heroes !
Never saw it going this bad for so many of the department’s members, all at once. Lee may as well as given him a gentle tap, for all the effect her kick had. Now if her boots had spikes on the bottom and a metal razor tongue sticking out the front Bubba Brute would be in a world of hurt !
Ida No about 7 hours ago
It’s not that Junior is strong, it’s just that he’s wearing a power suit.
iggyman about 6 hours ago
I can almost feel the kick in that last panel, OW!
BigDaveGlass about 6 hours ago
This is where you need a uniformed officer with a taser.
Or is that just in the U.K.? How about a uniformed officer with a night stick?
Gent about 6 hours ago
This is dumb. What is this some kinda kung fu competition? Just shoots the murderous creeminal and arrests him already can’t cha? Four cops and one mass murderer wannabe creeminal and thems all is acts like some wannabe kung fu school novices. Just terrible writing. Want better writer here.
The Reader Premium Member about 4 hours ago
I guess they left their guns at the station.
LawrenceS about 4 hours ago
Tracy’s ESP is wonky. With no evidence whatsoever he knew Jr had discovered a Xylon bomb and planned to detonate it that very day…
Maybe the problem isn’t Tracy’s ESP, it was 100% correct. Maybe it’s his brain that’s on the fritz. He didn’t ask himself, “What do you bring to stop a huge, strong guy with special forces training?” At almost 120 years old Tracy’s body is in amazing shape, but the brain seems to be going.
Null Island about 3 hours ago
Come on, Hat! Fly on down and clamp yourself over the bad guy’s face!
jkebxjunke about 3 hours ago
ahh.. he is familiar with ty-quan-leap…. (if you know.. you know)
CRUUNER about 2 hours ago
Looks as though Tracy could place a swift heel to KrazyKraut’s family jewels from his position directly in front of him!!
Jonmouk about 2 hours ago
When’s Dad going to show up?
Wizard of Ahz-no relation about 2 hours ago
shouldn’t he be turning green and wearing purple pants at this point?
That Wichita Guy! about 2 hours ago
And so, as Singin’ Sam prepares to warble an off-key hip-hop version of Happy Trails To You, we prepare to amble off into the sunset. Or, in his case the super scintillating salami slinging Sunset Deli.
General Trelane (Ret.) Premium Member about 2 hours ago
In the pouch Lee ! In the pouch !
That Wichita Guy! about 1 hour ago
SO, let me guess. New story coming up shortly?
Hideously facially blemished from the treacherous poking, Tracy snaps and believes himself to be Two-Face. Throw in the Batmobile from quite a while back, with B.O. cobbling together a really cheesy caped nemesis of crime costume, and we’re in for a totally inconsequential, battle of wits.
In the end, Tracy is captured and taken to a mysterious upstate ‘college,’ where enforced exposure to the fumes of pastrami restores him to normal! He then devotes his life to doing ‘really good things,’ such as fighting against painful paper cuts by gluing the pages of all the books in the city library together.
Sam enjoys his promotion, and crime runs rampant.
HEY! Don’t blame ME! I stole it form an old NANCY strip!
Another Take about 1 hour ago
Everyone has – at last – ineffectively fought with Fred now. Maybe tomorrow someone will have some dialog. Better yet, maybe Fred will surrender and end this story. Or return to Tracyville’s architectural highlights for 2 or 3 weeks.
orbenjawell Premium Member about 1 hour ago
…STILL missin’ the BIFF! BAM!! POWS!!!……
[Unnamed Reader - 14b4ce] about 1 hour ago
MOVIE QUOTE
“You better give me a check or there’ll be three at your house for dinner tonight. You,your wife,and me!”
Blackmailer Glenda Farrell—-GOLD DIGGERS OF 1937
Another Take about 1 hour ago
1- FRED SR: UGH! ME WIN BATTLE! CHICKS BELONG FRED NOW!
2- LEE: OH YEAH? HOW’D YOU LIKE A FOOT TO THE FACE?
3- FRED SR: THE GENERAL RIGHT! FEET SEXY! ME WANT MORE! DT: TAG IN SAM! I THINK HE’S WEAKENING!
LIZZ: My thumb is getting tired…
CRUUNER about 1 hour ago
Tracy’s position directly in front of KrazyKraut would be perfect for a well~placed heel to KK’s family jewels. That should get his attention~~
Chris 37 minutes ago
it’s gonna take a whole lot of teamwork to bring this guy down. :{
[Unnamed Reader - 14b4ce] 31 minutes ago
Hey,bad guy!! No steroids allowed!! Is there a crowbar in the house?
We ARE getting near the end of the st ory.Will Mike be back?
JPuzzleWhiz 7 minutes ago
Panel 3:
“Block that kick! Block that kick!”
Sayman 4 minutes ago
Eesh, Team Tracy is getting worked over.
Sayman 2 minutes ago
Eesh, Team Tracy is getting worked over. No one is armed?