16 thoughts on “UnFair Trade”

  2. What do you want to bet Holly ends up gettingthis issue through the random generosity of the owner, the way she has every other time she’s gone on one of these hunts?

  3. Her dad is apparently the guy who owns the comic book.

    And as far as we can tell Holly drove over there either under the assumption that the man was willing to sell because his daughter lied, or she never got any such indication and drove over there to pester a man who she already knew didn’t want to sell. Either way, I’m developing the same contempt for her I have for Wally and Funky after they did zilch to help Khan.

  4. Okay, to clarify since we can’t edit, my contempt is stemming from the fact that she either never bothered to speak to the man, or she managed to forget details established only three days ago.

  5. I could narrate a better story just describing my box of 9 dozen unmatched socks.

  6. Anyone who doesn’t know how this ends is clearly not paying enough attention. This could be a great recruitment tool for the armed forces (particularly in mid-central Ohio)…”Enlist today! We’ll even finish that comic book collection up for you while you’re away!”. When (if) Cory comes home they’ll put him on a float and he’ll wave as the locals happily pelt him with slabbed, bagged and graded back issues of rare comic books from the 1940’s thru 1960’s, aka “Westviewian ticker tape”.

  7. So Pam and Jeff’s daughter is now 10 years removed from college based on the oddball time jumps that take place in FW and Crankshaft? Maybe? And still living at home? I bet she’s a comic book writer.

  8. Someone call David Icke!!! I have definitive proof Lizard people are among us in Panel 2!!! And they indeed have infiltrated our highest ranks….Well as high as being wife of the sole member of some shitty town’s chamber of commerce.

    I mean seriously. Take away Holly’s hair and clothes and you could re-color her as a Sleestack. Here mouth and nose have elongated to a point that she appears to look like an excited brontosaurus! Which would actually make Mindy’s expression of wariness much more appropriate.

  9. You know, sometimes I go back and reread my and other Stucksters’ comments from a few months back and go ‘man, we sound so bitter and angry these days, what made us this way?’ and then I have to experience a THIRD round of this StarBuck Jones crap in so many rounds and I feel the bile start to rise.

    I honestly want Cory to die at this point. And not from his job, but a random and pointless death that could’ve just as easily happened at home. And I want Holly to stumble into Funky having a three-way with Cindy and Wally and go hysterically blind. And then Les says ‘hi’ to her and smirks. Because god-DAMN.

  11. Just so we’re all on the same page – for those of you who don’t follow minor league baseball, or at least not the International League, Crankshaft’s Mudhens, the Toledo Mudhens, are the Detroit Tigers’ Triple A affiliate; though like almost all minor league teams, they have had a host of affiliations. Wikipedia’s history dates make this team the same Mudhens team M*A*S*H*’s Klinger followed.

  12. I’ve got $7.50 on Pam and Mindy force Jeff to trade the comic book for some piece of Crankshaft/Mud Hens memorabilia that the Winkerbean’s inexplicably have.

    I do admit that a trade for Montoni’s would make a much more compelling story, but a much less believable one. Like anyone would pay that much for Montoni’s…

  13. Doesn’t look like Holly will be leaving that attic (rhymes with Batiuk) – not on her terms anyway.

  14. I’ve got $7.50 on Pam and Mindy force Jeff to trade the comic book for some piece of Crankshaft/Mud Hens memorabilia that the Winkerbean’s inexplicably have.

    Maybe we’ll find out that the green pitcher was the original spittoon from the Mudhens dugout.

  15. And thus does the Author skillfully introduce conflict into the storyline. Or not.

  16. My dad, Jeff Murdoch, who is my father, owns this comic book that I thought to sell you, but my father, Jeff, whom my other grandfather calls “Jff” due to the stroke that he had, so I should call him Grampa Stroke, does not want to sell this book, which is owned by my dad, Jeff Murdoch, who is my father. I know I had you drive all the way from Westview specifically for this book, and it’s way past April 1, but, ever since I dropped out of Kent State 10 years ago, I’ve done nothing but curate my father, Jeff’s, comic book collection.

    Ha, ha.

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