Turning away from Dick "I don't want to be here and will therefore make it my mission to make you all miserable" Tracy, the comic refocuses its attention on Ringo (the ringmaster) and Mr. Pops (the clown, of course). It would seem that Ringo is starting to regret whatever is about to happen, but since the wheels are already in motion, the money has already been paid, and Mr. Pops has already gussied up his firearm, it's too late to just shrug and say, "On second thought, let's forget this and go get some cotton candy." Nope, this is more like dominos. Once you tip over the first piece, the best thing you can do is just sit back and watch the pieces fall where they may. (Good thing that this circus apparently incorporates gunfire into its shows. Otherwise, Mr. Pops would look really suspicious holding that shotgun, fancy wrappings or not.)
And with that, Tracy's long weekend comes to an abrupt end (It was a good half hour while it lasted, wasn't it?), but on the plus side, he now seems quite a bit more interested in the goings on at the circus, though if I had one word of advice to pass on, it would be this: if you're working in a potentially dangerous environment (or any environment, really) and you see Tracy or any of his family walk into your place of business, it might be a good idea to just take the day off. You never know, it might just save your life. (I swear, it's almost as bad as being anywhere near the cast of
Baywatch because you know that if you see them, you're in for trouble, even if all you wanted to do was buy a snow cone or take a flight to visit your relatives.) Too bad that all it took for him to get interested was for a young woman to die. (Probably. She might survive, but considering that this is a
Dick Tracy comic, she's only got about a 50/50 chance, and I'm afraid that's being pretty generous.)
Turning away from Dick "I don't want to be here and will therefore make it my mission to make you all miserable" Tracy, the comic refocuses its attention on Ringo (the ringmaster) and Mr. Pops (the clown, of course). It would seem that Ringo is starting to regret whatever is about to happen, but since the wheels are already in motion, the money has already been paid, and Mr. Pops has already gussied up his firearm, it's too late to just shrug and say, "On second thought, let's forget this and go get some cotton candy." Nope, this is more like dominos. Once you tip over the first piece, the best thing you can do is just sit back and watch the pieces fall where they may. (Good thing that this circus apparently incorporates gunfire into its shows. Otherwise, Mr. Pops would look really suspicious holding that shotgun, fancy wrappings or not.)
And with that, Tracy's long weekend comes to an abrupt end (It was a good half hour while it lasted, wasn't it?), but on the plus side, he now seems quite a bit more interested in the goings on at the circus, though if I had one word of advice to pass on, it would be this: if you're working in a potentially dangerous environment (or any environment, really) and you see Tracy or any of his family walk into your place of business, it might be a good idea to just take the day off. You never know, it might just save your life. (I swear, it's almost as bad as being anywhere near the cast of Baywatch because you know that if you see them, you're in for trouble, even if all you wanted to do was buy a snow cone or take a flight to visit your relatives.) Too bad that all it took for him to get interested was for a young woman to die. (Probably. She might survive, but considering that this is a Dick Tracy comic, she's only got about a 50/50 chance, and I'm afraid that's being pretty generous.)
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