June 27, 2009

Leroy seems to be getting all existentialist here, questioning the absurdity of his human existence. Somehow the Lockhorns manage to become even more depressed looking when they're on vacations. I don't understand why the Lockhorns even go on these trips. They are forced to see each other for almost every waking moment and if they take a plane, they're almost always improperly searched by airport security. It's even worse on a road trip situation like this where they share the same cramped car space for whatever number of hours in what I assume to be awkward, tension filled silence. Speaking of the car, it looks like you can now add hideous, purple, Hyundai Excel hatchback to the growing fleet of crappy, 80s, economy cars that continue to be trotted out by the Lockhorns without any regard for continuity. It's a push.

Official Count:

Leroy - 51
Loretta - 64
Push - 63