If today’s snark doesn’t seem nearly as amusing as usual that’s ’cause it’s your Guest host DavidO taking the reins from TFHackett to give him a much needed break.
The not-quite-PC named postal worker Crazy Harry is up for closer examination in today’s chucklefest! Today’s Sunday strip at least has something of a punchline. Clearly the stress of dealing with the post office is about to send him “postal.” The job must be stressful indeed, because despite having graduated with Funky and Co, he looks at least ten years older than them.
In the last panel, Donna appears to be contemplating smothering her ol’ man with a pillow, as seen in the Lifetime Original Movie: My Husband Won’t Stop Sleeptalking.”
Son of Stuck Funky 
This one didn’t nearly bother me as much as the last few week’s (months/years) worth of FW did. I mean yeah, it isn’t really “funny” in the traditional sense of the word, but it didn’t really offend my sensibilities in any particular way, either. Good brick-work, too. Pretty sure that USPS logo is copyrighted or something, though, he’d better watch that crap or he’s gonna be on the business end of a C&D for once.
Car-naming, silent quickie weddings, boring tours of meaningless local “landmarks”, postal workers muttering in their sleep…aside from a few “prestige arcs” the idea reservoir is a little….shallow this year, eh?
The irony is, there actually could have been a punchline here: In the final panel, Harry is in bed with Donna. In response to his question (which we don’t hear), she says “No.”
Harry: “Gee. Last night I dreamed I was at work! Normally, I dream about eating pizza! Or reading comic books about Tarzan!”
Donna: “So, do you think you’ll actually GO TO WORK today?!? After blowing our savings on those ****ing Tarzan collections, we’ve just barely been scraping by on the two or three hours a month you normally work.”
Harry: “Welp, maybe! After I finish visiting a second hand bookstore!”
Donna: “AAAAARGH!”
tarzan zzzzzzzzzzzz
So Crazy Harry has become Boring Harry. Good to know. OK. Next!
As weak as this is, I suppose we should be grateful this isn’t yet another “tip of the Funky feltip” tracing of some classic Tarzan comic cover with Crazy Harry’s face on Tarzan’s body. Well played, Batom Inc.
The last few years of Funky Winkerbean– the fragmentary storylines that go nowhere, Cayla’s constantly shifting appearance, Les Moore’s inexplicable literary and romantic success, Wally’s abrupt homecoming, a kitten surviving a transatlantic flight in a cargo hold, a gay talking hand, etc. etc.- make a lot more sense now that we know it’s all been some white haired old coot’s dream.
Damn, I hate not being able to read ahead! Guess we’ll just have to predict next week’s stirring drama. Pick one:
1) The Slum Tour continues! We see the laundromat, the gas station, the supermarket, their THIRD apartment… Wheee! And you thought the Fairgoods were a couple sappy, boring old fucks.
2) Back to the Taj-Bore-Hal. Les and Cayla are cleaning up from their Stealth Wedding. As it was for the setup, nobody else is there to help. Les’s buds were already back at Montoni’s. Cayla’s relatives left their chairs in the front yard and hightailed it out of Wankerview before the reception, women crying, men shaking their heads sadly. Les’s relatives? Never showed up. Smirks and puns from Les and dirty looks from Cayla.
3) Lisa FINALLY shows up, looking a bit disheveled. Seems she stopped off on the way to the wedding to bone the ghost of Tupac Shakur. Cayla and Dead Lisa get into an ugly slap fight. Les smirks.
4) Les drives Cayla around Wankerview, showing her all the places HE used to live. (Two week storyline.)
5) Wild Card Arc! Cut to K*nt State, where Slumber and Karneesha are finally registering for classes. No contact with the basketball team yet, though.
Stay tuned!
Does anyone else think Holly and Donna look alike (minus the hair length)?
I thought Harry and Funky were married to the same fat blonde.
Speaking of the cat, I wish they’d bring back Kili.
@Beanie: I think this weeks arc will be about Cory joining the Army.
This is a good strip. It sets up and delivers a punchline, and the art is solid (to my untrained eye). I didn’t laugh, but it seems Pastis, Tatulli and Conley are the only artists on the funny pages who can get me to chuckle anymore (though Marciuliano is one funny guy is his own right).