It's the Daily Day! Because the laws of commonsense I can't ignore.
You know, here Muir is given a genuine scandal that fits his preoccupations perfectly. And he still proceeds to make a cluttered mess out of the strip, so painfully unfunny that it ranks up there with dental surgery as excruciating ways to spend time. At times like this, I have to wonder--does Muir EVER have a small flash of insight into his complete lack of talent? Just a little voice in the back of his head that says, 'You know--you're not that good. You really need to improve things."
Probably not.
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