"They're... They're Completely Delusional! Ha... Ha... Ha..."

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because Marburg!

It's been a bad few days for Trump, hasn't it?

"There's A Point To All This! Somehow!"

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because svrand.

As we try to sort through that babble, let us consider that--as frequently has been the case of late--Muir's fundraising efforts have started strong... ish, and then petered out.  

I'm waiting for this one to drag on for some time...

"The Fact They're Insulting Me Proves I'm Right!"

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because Smeagol shows you secret ways no one else can find.

The analogy gets more tortured with each strip.  At this point, it's really a question what this is supposed to be a parody of...

"This Is The Real Story! The Gnomes Told Me So!"

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because that's how strong my love is.

"This can't be what it looks like!  I'm not going to trust my lying eyes!  And what about this vague innuendo, hmmm?"

Strained Analogy Enters A Weird, Terrible Place.

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because here come the Littles.

I think even Muir is aware on some level that this just went somewhere bizarre and unwieldy.

"Yeah! Only A Rich White Man Can Stand For Us!"

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because with your fetlocks blowing in the wind.

Man, Muir continues to want to try and force this analogy.  Which continues not to work.

"Gib Me MONEY!"

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because Mr. Owl.

"Hey, Brain, why is it that despite our supposed hatred of moochers, we basically beg our readers for money every year?"

"Well, Drinky, I'd explain why this is an exception--but, oooh, look!  An unopened bottle of Jack Daniels!"

"Oooh!  Shiny! *WARF*!!"