Someone refresh my memory but have we not already done this joke!? It was either this or a very slight variation of it. I’m reminded with strips like these that we longtime snarkers might be recalling the one-a-day gags as being funnier than they were.
In any case, time, or what we understand to be some rudimentary construct of time, seems to be advancing in a forward, almost coherent movement for once. I couldn’t tell you for the life of me when Summer got her driver’s license (or if she even did) but a mess of students are about to graduate from high school, leaving us with Cody, Owen and a gaggle of nameless, faceless students with pencil wrists and melting faces.
Son of Stuck Funky 