If’n you don’t shut up about it, we will turn you in!!

But how will JJ find the money to bring his truck loan current… heck, to even put fuel in his truck?  Will word get out that he lost his shit with his clients and threatened their lives?  And has the voodoo doll terrorized Rusty and Cherry back at Lost Forest?  These, and many other questions will be answered on the next episode of… The Daily Trail.

I think it’s funny that JJ (I think it’s JJ…) vocalizes what was on everyone’s mind…

But I am sure what made it especially awkward was Mark feeling compelled to explain every little nuance about the desert…  because for some reason, we seem drawn back to it every other “adventure…”

While they camp, and while there appeared to be a lot of daylight left where they could have put some miles between themselves and their disappointment, we get to eavesdrop on their conversation the next morning…

It still strikes me as odd that they have the pack space to each haul a family-sized dome tent… and if that’s Leola speaking on the right, I think the word you are searching for is dirty, not dingy…  dingy would be the fault of your washing machine, most likely…

…getting punched in the face, or getting browbeaten like a 7 year old…

Oh goody…  three days and nights on the trail, with nothing to think or talk about other than abject disappointment and the fact that nothing has changed… and the knowledge that nothing will probably ever change…

Do we think that JJ will take off his pack when he goes to sleep?  And will Mark ever have to shave?

Out of the mine/cave and back into the light, JJ starts to plead his case…

Why he continues to wear his pack is puzzling… but at least it’s a distinguishing factor when viewing the group in long-angle silhouette… As Mark continues to scold him and remind him of how “irresponsible” we was to do this!  Wait ’til mark runs into Dirty Dyer and his flame thrower… I doubt the same sermon is going to have a similar effect…

Enough with the waterworks!

Now let’s just get back to our sad little lives, more keen and wise for the experience!

What’s it been?  Less than a week in Trail-time?  There are days I wish my own life would slow down a bit!  The days, weeks and months melt away a little too quickly these days…

Really?

Well, I guess remorse comes in its many forms…  and unless JJ is an accomplished method actor, then I suppose we should take him at his word…

If this story is wrapping up, then I guess we should all be grateful!  This one didn’t feel as drawn out as some others…  Now we need to snap our fingers and have the Lost-Forestians say farewell and goodbye to Leola and JJ, both of whom we will likely never see again.  Heck, Leola didn’t even have a chance to fall for Mark and Mark didn’t have to expound on the fact that he’s a “Happily Married Man…”  Small wonders, I guess…

It doesn’t help!!  And Mark, your “feeling” face is a might off-putting…

Small cave?  Seems large and well-lit to me…  I mean, you ARE standing up and seem to have plenty of shoulder room!

OK, let’s wrap this up.  Punch lines that last a week are (unfortunately) typical, but nonetheless tedious…

… through some emotions…  Shock, Anger, Denial, Bargaining, Acceptance.

You can see them all on his various expressions…

Easy there, big guy, don’t hurt yourself!  That head-swivel is reserved for those a little younger than you…

All righty then!  Enough with the Mark-splaining…  This is getting more tedious than usual!

And I can’t stop looking at how she is drawn in panel one…  What happened to her hips?  JJ isn’t saying much either…  At least not while Mark is man-splaining away…

Poor Doc!  He had such high hopes!  The disappointment on his craggy face is obvious, even from a rear-three-quarter angle…