Friday, December 15, 2006

Marmaduke responds to a jug-eared, clap-happy dipshit's entreaty to fetch a stick with either a massive yawn (which is how he signifies his boredom) or a blood-curdling scream (which is how he pumps himself up for a round of stick-fetching). Marmaduke's owner-man responds to said jug-eared, clap-happy dipshit's entreaty with a hint regarding the futility of the ridiculous little man's enthusiasm.

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Marmaduke is trying to decorate his owner-family's Christmas tree with a bunch of his dog bullshit. Owner-Lady declines his "help" with as much diplomacy as she can muster.

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Marmaduke is a frotteur.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Marmaduke is an asshole.

Monday, December 11, 2006

Marmaduke receives oversized Christmas cards from the marketing arms of Woofs, Barfoo, and several other popular dog food conglomerates every year (in addition to numerous other seasonal greetings from unknown, possibly non-corporate acquaintances). He then displays said cards on the outside of his doghouse, primarily to fuck with his owner-couple, who are virtually friendless after years of Marmaduke's arbitrary rampages.

Sunday, December 10, 2006

Marmaduke is plotting a bit of quaint, 1940s-level yuletide date rape.