Checking in with the “real” world, seems our “pal” present-day Funky is clinging to life. In Funky’s mind, he strolls through a seemingly deserted (again) Olde Westview. TB probably was too exhausted after drawing that huge crowd (including four Funkys) two Sundays ago, to draw any more background characters. Watch that traffic light before you cross, “pal”. Early ’80’s Westview probably didn’t have rapid responding EMT’s like they do today.
Imagine: the chance to revisit your hometown as it was during the finest days of your life. Only in the Funkiverse does an experience like that translate to “kind of a letdown”.
No prizes for guessing who he’s going to meet in that drugstore.
Son of Stuck Funky 