While TB is clumsy at portraying genuine affection (think of any scene involving Les being romantic toward Cayla), when it comes to smarminess, he's got that down pat. Frankie embraces Darin in panel 3 like a boa wrapping itself around a feral pig. Darin recoils as Frankie's leering mug looms mere inches away from his own, exhaling a vapor of sour coffee, generic cigarettes, and last night's beer.
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What a weird reaction to hearing "We've got some news." Darin and Jess are both smiling, but Ann instantly goes into bad news mode. What was she going to say? "I hope it's not bad news, because what with having to care for your invalid father I'm already on the verge of putting my head in the oven…"
April 1, 2013 at 10:22 pm
[I]s that our old friend Wedgeman? It's been so long but one of the few 'new' students from last year (who i assumed was also a senior at the time) may still be around!
Good eye, bad wolf! Even though his hair has the "Superman blue" highlights these days instead of brown, that's gotta be Wedgeman, who last year was fixin' to "kick [Cody's] butt off" before Summer came to his rescue. Now that Sheriff Sum' Mo' has ridden out of town, somebody has to man up and come to the rescue of Wedgeman's victims.
To me, "shop talk" consists of discussing shared experiences and common aspects of one's profession with others in that same profession. This, this is just a bunch of old men, not just pissing and moaning but trying to outdo one another's tale of woe. Similar to, though not one iota as funny as, Monty Python's "Four Yorkshiremen" sketch:
First Yorkshireman: In them days we was glad to have the price of a cup o' tea.
Second Yorkshireman: A cup o' cold tea.
Fourth Yorkshireman: Without milk or sugar.
Third Yorkshireman: Or tea.
First Yorkshireman: In a cracked cup, an' all.
Fourth Yorkshireman: Oh, we never had a cup. We used to have to drink out of a rolled up newspaper…
Wow! "Leaving our footprints/pawprints/buttprints in the snow of Kilimanjaro!" Tell it to Neil Armstrong and (New Jersey's own!) Buzz Aldrin. The footprints that they left on the moon 43 years ago this month? They're still there. Footprints in the snow of Kilimanjaro (or anywhere else on earth)? Not so permanent. Still, anytime Les is made to look like an even bigger fool, it's all right with us.
"This is going nowhere good. File that statement under "grammar constructs an English teacher would never use", and also under "to be said at the beginning of every FW story arc".
Well, maybe…that is, until today! What the hell happened here? Looks like TB put down the "Funky felt tip" and went for the Sharpie Magnum 44! Summer's crudely rendered mug resembles that of an an Egyptian mummy.
June 7, 2012 at 12:48 am
Bull’s gonna help Les train to climb a 19,000-foot mountain? Riiiiiiight. Bull looks like he can’t even climb into the team bus without breaking a hard sweat. Christ, he looks like he’s about to pop a spleen just climbing out of his minivan.
Meanwhile, fat, lumbering, old Bull Bushka is all of a sudden this powerful, bellowing drill sergeant, and for the sake of a "punchline", Batiuk has un-retconned Les and Bull's high school history. Today's strip just sucks on so many levels.