Muir Is Fiddling With The Cyber.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Faust overture.

 I think this now the saddest start to the panhandling yet. And that's saying something.

I Was A Teenage Communist 2: The Hundred Days Of The Dragon!

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because would you say goodbye, or would you let it ride?

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It says something that the crazy theories no longer simply contradict themselves strip to strip--they contradict each other panel to panel.

Because The Rifle Is His Penis.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because the Kid with the Golden Arm.

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Seldom has a man so routinely flaunted his own inadequacies while imagining these things to be displays of strength for so long.

It definitely explains his fondness for Trump

Sex Lives Of The Badly Drawn.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because the mysterious No. 1 Killer.

Muir's desire to draw cheesecake and soft core so, SO outpaces his ability to produce it.

We All Know They Are Parasites And Takers!

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because ain't gonna let them catch me, no.

Remember being rich is bad, except when it's good. And it's good when you believe in things that will make rich people richer, and let white people hate minorities. That shows you're a man of the people.

In conclusion, Muir's head is a land full of contrasts.

Going Up To See The Tampon In The Sky.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because walking down the road with the pistol in your waist.

Sometimes Muir makes a strip like this, which underlines how this is the work of a cowardly, untalented bigot desperately clinging to his little circle of the same, who will applaud any shit he puts up.

The Puddle Brags Of Its Depth.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because hold on--I'm coming.

So, the media is awful, Captain Mitty is manly, and the begging bowl is going to start a bit late this year. Got it.