Dear Lord Jesus in Heaven. BatYuck is going back to the well YET AGAIN with these two skeevy man-children and their comic books. Sad that Tomboy thinks anyone outside of his mom’s attic cares about comic books. Then again, Tomboy is unaware how creepy Skunkhead is, so ignorance and tone deafness are his stock in trade. Funktard Wankerbean has already been dropped from major papers. Wonder if features editors are looking at this current wave of lame, limp dick material and setting FW up to join the next wave of cuts.
Of course, we’re talking about papers outside The People’s Republik of Ahia, where Flunky Skankerbean is revered and laughed at heartily by buck toothed Buckeyes in dirty bib overalls.
“Mmmmm… More comic books. Boy bait.”
“But don’t burn the house until my wife, ‘Whatshername,’ and those kids I’ve forgotten about are all locked inside so I can be free of them and live a life here with you, John, surrounded by comic books!”
Wow, looks like my little jokes about the new “Comic Book Men” format were actually prophetic. I think Kevin Smith has a lawsuit brewing here. But seriously, isn’t it amazing how Batso has actually found a way to make FW’s appeal even more limited? There are maybe a few dozen people out there who even know what the hell these two dolts are talking about and what are the odds that any of them even read FW?
More proof that this whole comic strip business is some sort of huge scam and/or inside joke. What other excuse could there possibly be for running this kind of claptrap in the newspaper every day?
Epicus, you seem to forget that the only people who look at Funky Winkerbean anymore are the people who hate-read it.
o-boy more comic book porn
Oh well, if Batiuk is going to natter on about his boring hobbies, at least it’s something marginally interesting like old comic strips/books instead of birdwatching or restoring old tractors (apologies in advance to the birdwatchers and tractor restorers on here).
Hoo boy John… you and Crazy getting a woody over a commonly found rag that goes for $47.25 on Amazon.
A quick search just this morning reveals:
Amazon.com Search Results
Definitive Flash Gordon and Jungle Jim Volume 2
Buy new: $47.25
36 Used & new from $38.10
Breaking News to Tom Batyuck… the comic book market has fallen. Your retirement investments are worthless
The main reason a strip like this fails is unless you ARE these two petty, materialistic, greedy, nostalgia-addicted men, then you don’t get anything about it.
It doesn’t even make geek-sense. Star Trek had replaced the public image of pulp science adventures by the time Crazy was a kid. Flash Gordon’s heyday was way, way back in the 1930s. You know, a few DECADES before his alleged birth?
When would he have been exposed to these strips long enough and deeply enough to become a fan?
“Well tough, because it’s not yours, Minimum Wage Boy. Now quit breathing on the merchandise, you’re bringing down its sale value.”
“Well, burn my wife and sell the kids, I’ve never been so happy! Hey John, a deal is a deal, I’ll destroy the flash drive. But please be more careful where you leave your ‘art’ in the future.”
Batiuk, like Brooke Mc over at 9CL, has succeeded in writing a strip only the author likes.
Does Tom even remember Harry has two young dependent children at home -and- daughter whose college funds he blew on hardcover comic strip collections?
So, how -is- his family being supported?
But no, the important thing is we have a contrived way for Tom’s spandex fetish to get crammed down our throats more often. : p
It appears that TB has gone from subtly advertising Amazon.com via smirks to outright shilling for ancient comic strip volumes (that can only be widely found on Amazon). I’m not sure if I find this honesty refreshing or not.
Hope you are able to hurry back TFH.
You know, given the overall state of “Crazy” Harry’s mental state, I have this horrible suspicion that “Volume Two of the Complete Alex Raytmond Flash Gordon Sundays with the Jungle Jim Toppers” was one of the books that Harry gave John in the first place.
Which would make John’s giving it back to him as a gift kind of hilarious, actually.
“Sell the house and burn the clothes”…I’ve never heard such an expression and I’m starting to wonder if anyone else thinks it odd. It may not be a figure of speech – Crusty may actually presume the result of his untimely death would be the sale of his house, which I can see, to an extent, and burning his clothes, which seems pretty harsh or even perverse. Tell you what, though. That much polyester will make quite the conflagration.
@Helskor: We bird-watching tractor restoration enthusiasts (we call ourselves ornitracts) are deeply offended. No, we will not give you two tweets and a beep at our monthly meeting (of course, any serious ornitract knows this is the highest approval rating). Instead, you will get the honk and a buzz (I’m sure I do not need to explain what that means).
GAH. I can’t take it. I can’t even snark. I don’t think I can muster up the energy to even think about FW properly until Tom drops it with the comics.
I know what it’s like having a lame obsession you want to tell the world about, but I’ve never used fiction as a framing device for fanboy rants. That’s low.
Next week: Wankerbean, the Next Generation, will feature the two remaining young geeks, Odie and Codie (or whatever the fug their names are). Turns out these youngsters are really into collecting bottle caps. Tune in to their three week adventure as they comb dumpsters, Craig’s List, and bottle cap conventions looking for rare and EXCITING finds! Smirks and puns a-plenty!
…Not as creepy and bizarre as middle aged and elderly men doing basically the same thing, but just as phoned-in and boring!
Our esteemed host, while on a bit of a hiatus this week (and I hope things get better soon), is showing more effort this week that TomBat.
I actually misread panel three as “burn the house down, and sell my wife”…which actually might be the two most sensible financial decisions Crazy Harry could make.
Son of Stuck Funky 
Dear Lord Jesus in Heaven. BatYuck is going back to the well YET AGAIN with these two skeevy man-children and their comic books. Sad that Tomboy thinks anyone outside of his mom’s attic cares about comic books. Then again, Tomboy is unaware how creepy Skunkhead is, so ignorance and tone deafness are his stock in trade. Funktard Wankerbean has already been dropped from major papers. Wonder if features editors are looking at this current wave of lame, limp dick material and setting FW up to join the next wave of cuts.
Of course, we’re talking about papers outside The People’s Republik of Ahia, where Flunky Skankerbean is revered and laughed at heartily by buck toothed Buckeyes in dirty bib overalls.
“Mmmmm… More comic books. Boy bait.”
“But don’t burn the house until my wife, ‘Whatshername,’ and those kids I’ve forgotten about are all locked inside so I can be free of them and live a life here with you, John, surrounded by comic books!”
Wow, looks like my little jokes about the new “Comic Book Men” format were actually prophetic. I think Kevin Smith has a lawsuit brewing here. But seriously, isn’t it amazing how Batso has actually found a way to make FW’s appeal even more limited? There are maybe a few dozen people out there who even know what the hell these two dolts are talking about and what are the odds that any of them even read FW?
More proof that this whole comic strip business is some sort of huge scam and/or inside joke. What other excuse could there possibly be for running this kind of claptrap in the newspaper every day?
Epicus, you seem to forget that the only people who look at Funky Winkerbean anymore are the people who hate-read it.
o-boy more comic book porn
Oh well, if Batiuk is going to natter on about his boring hobbies, at least it’s something marginally interesting like old comic strips/books instead of birdwatching or restoring old tractors (apologies in advance to the birdwatchers and tractor restorers on here).
Hoo boy John… you and Crazy getting a woody over a commonly found rag that goes for $47.25 on Amazon.
A quick search just this morning reveals:
Amazon.com Search Results
Definitive Flash Gordon and Jungle Jim Volume 2
Buy new: $47.25
36 Used & new from $38.10
Breaking News to Tom Batyuck… the comic book market has fallen. Your retirement investments are worthless
The main reason a strip like this fails is unless you ARE these two petty, materialistic, greedy, nostalgia-addicted men, then you don’t get anything about it.
It doesn’t even make geek-sense. Star Trek had replaced the public image of pulp science adventures by the time Crazy was a kid. Flash Gordon’s heyday was way, way back in the 1930s. You know, a few DECADES before his alleged birth?
When would he have been exposed to these strips long enough and deeply enough to become a fan?
“Well tough, because it’s not yours, Minimum Wage Boy. Now quit breathing on the merchandise, you’re bringing down its sale value.”
“Well, burn my wife and sell the kids, I’ve never been so happy! Hey John, a deal is a deal, I’ll destroy the flash drive. But please be more careful where you leave your ‘art’ in the future.”
Batiuk, like Brooke Mc over at 9CL, has succeeded in writing a strip only the author likes.
Does Tom even remember Harry has two young dependent children at home -and- daughter whose college funds he blew on hardcover comic strip collections?
So, how -is- his family being supported?
But no, the important thing is we have a contrived way for Tom’s spandex fetish to get crammed down our throats more often. : p
It appears that TB has gone from subtly advertising Amazon.com via smirks to outright shilling for ancient comic strip volumes (that can only be widely found on Amazon). I’m not sure if I find this honesty refreshing or not.
Hope you are able to hurry back TFH.
You know, given the overall state of “Crazy” Harry’s mental state, I have this horrible suspicion that “Volume Two of the Complete Alex Raytmond Flash Gordon Sundays with the Jungle Jim Toppers” was one of the books that Harry gave John in the first place.
Which would make John’s giving it back to him as a gift kind of hilarious, actually.
“Sell the house and burn the clothes”…I’ve never heard such an expression and I’m starting to wonder if anyone else thinks it odd. It may not be a figure of speech – Crusty may actually presume the result of his untimely death would be the sale of his house, which I can see, to an extent, and burning his clothes, which seems pretty harsh or even perverse. Tell you what, though. That much polyester will make quite the conflagration.
@Helskor: We bird-watching tractor restoration enthusiasts (we call ourselves ornitracts) are deeply offended. No, we will not give you two tweets and a beep at our monthly meeting (of course, any serious ornitract knows this is the highest approval rating). Instead, you will get the honk and a buzz (I’m sure I do not need to explain what that means).
GAH. I can’t take it. I can’t even snark. I don’t think I can muster up the energy to even think about FW properly until Tom drops it with the comics.
I know what it’s like having a lame obsession you want to tell the world about, but I’ve never used fiction as a framing device for fanboy rants. That’s low.
Next week: Wankerbean, the Next Generation, will feature the two remaining young geeks, Odie and Codie (or whatever the fug their names are). Turns out these youngsters are really into collecting bottle caps. Tune in to their three week adventure as they comb dumpsters, Craig’s List, and bottle cap conventions looking for rare and EXCITING finds! Smirks and puns a-plenty!
…Not as creepy and bizarre as middle aged and elderly men doing basically the same thing, but just as phoned-in and boring!
Our esteemed host, while on a bit of a hiatus this week (and I hope things get better soon), is showing more effort this week that TomBat.
I actually misread panel three as “burn the house down, and sell my wife”…which actually might be the two most sensible financial decisions Crazy Harry could make.
As long as he sells her by the pound.