Adrian, who lives in Santa Royale, California, where nothing EVER happens, is so thrown by her colleague's declaration that her brain ha...

The suspense is KILLING me!! Who is that yet-to-be-named officer on the gurney? Hewlett or Miller? Please let it be Hewlett because I really...

300 pounds? My guess is that's like $15 million on the street. But I'd think you might want more than a van load of six cops on job ...

These are the moments that mean the most. Nothing quite like a drug raid as it winds down. Hanging out with the boys. The casual conversatio...

Hold on. Wait a moment. Let's be certain. Blonde hair. Blue eyes. Blue uniform. Umpire's chest proector. Hand gun. Mock turtleneck. ...

Nooo, not Scott's Colleague! He has so much to live for! He just recently became engaged. Oh, Scott's Colleague, don't die. Don...

Oddly enough, last year I also nearly missed Aldo Kelrast Day due to illness. But Edgar the Bug reminded me when he wrote in his comments ...

Even Dick Tracy is embarrassed. Joe, you're drawing the wrong strip! Nice work today. Be sure to read your secret messages by holding yo...

Holy mackerel! That's a lot of guns. This story is going to kill property values in Santa Royale. What the heck is happening to this tow...

Some might argue, Scott, that both options are the same. Either way, I'm sure you'll be in your true love's arms soon enough, bu...