Sunday’s strip is a rare denouement, which I don’t think is in the Batominc employee handbook glossary. And look at the abs on Wally!
Rachel, apparently, awoke one day from uneasy dreams to find herself transformed into a blonde. That transformation appears to be permanent. Rachel has always been blonde. The Ministry of Truth is, no doubt, busy “correcting” the miscolored representations of her that may have appeared in the past. We have always had a blonde Rachel, just as we have always been at war with Oceania, because shut up!
There’s just one thing I don’t understand. They’re openly discussing their shared happiness in the open, without a lead ceiling or even an iron coconut to shield their thoughts from the malevolent Universe.
Oh, wait! Now I get it! “The Universe” is a local malevolent entity that terrorizes Westview and calls itself “The Universe” to assuage its crippling inferiority complex.
Stay in Nondescript Tropical Beach, Wally, Blonde Rachel Character Unit, and Buddy! Stay away from Westview, now, and forever!
Here endeth my stint as your guest snarker. Epicus Doomus is up next, with my sympathies. Let’s just say that less is more, if you receive my meaning.
Rachel knows that, much like Cayla, she will forever play second fiddle to her husband’s one true love.
Like in “Gangnam Style”, I want to see the camera pan back and reveal that the beach is just a sandbox next to a beach mural painted on Montoni’s alley wall. And then it’d start hailing.
Somebody’s been watching too many Corona commercials. However, the art in this strip is pretty good, nice use of different camera angles, perspective, etc. Yet “Happy?” seems like a very strange thing for a newlywed to be asking.
Wally must have finally gotten that 10 years of Army back-pay.
This is just a VR scene. Sunday’s strip has inexplicable pulled the panels that show Wally is just dreaming all this. After all, he could only afford a paper ring–how can either of them afford a beach-front honeymoon? First person who says “Funky paid for it!” get shot in the chest with a laserbeam.
“First person who says “Funky paid for it!” get shot in the chest with a laserbeam.”
Holy paid for it with the extra money she extorted from the guy at the estate last week while on her komic book kwest?
You know, I’ve always been a little bit dubious about Wally needing Buddy to be with him at all times no matter where he goes or how he’s doing, but what do I know, so I suppose that’s plausible.
But if that’s the case, the one thing I know these nimrods wouldn’t be doing is constantly calling attention to it in the fashion they always seem to. I mean, Jesus, does Batiuk think that every conversation a handicapped person engages in regularly ends up explicitly referring to their disability? The way Buddy’s presence keeps getting flogged suggests less that he’s a blessing for Wally and his condition and more that he’s a god damn boat anchor and constant reminder of Wally’s shattered psyche.
I guess I’m just saying that Rachel explicitly pointing Buddy out like this is less charming and more rude and inappropriate. If Wally had a stutter would she so casually, and so often, insert it into their conversations?
Great. They’ll be working ten years past physical death to be able to afford this. Oh, well. At least tomorrow we can ‘look forward’ to more of Les whimpering about e-VILE Hollywood trying to compromise his purity, burn down his village, kill his family and steal his cattle.
I’m shocked, I was expecting a depressing scene from the nursing home to commemorate Father’s Day.
Why did Rachel turn blond? Simple TB finally run out of red ink. Now that she’s married he can morph into one of his generic dumpy blond hausfraus. At last he thought “one less character I have to remember how to draw”.
And so begins “Rache’s Story: Melanoma.”
Well, gee, Wally took the news that Rachel is pregnant pretty well.
Oh, wait, I see. It’s just the stupid dog again.
Beach is on Lake Erie and trees and huts are strategically placed cardboards to give the effect. Wait until hotel discovers funds were NOT available for credit card. Scene left out was ore carrier plying the lakes in their dreamy view. And doggie makes three.
The sun can bleach hair but really not that fast. Amazing that even in a rather blah strip like today’s there is something that reminds you that Batuik really doesn’t care.
Rachel: “I’ve got to say, this is the finest beach-side resort in Ohio.”
Wally: “Isn’t it?”
Rachel: “So, um, what are we by? Lake Erie?”
Wally: “Yup! This hotel promised only a 77% chance of algal blooms and/or eutrophication, plus only the swankiest rooms for honeymooning couples!”
Rachel: “…ah, yeah. The room. You know…I’ve never actually seen a television set with an actual DIAL before.”
Wally: “Only the best for you, Currently Blonde.”
Rachel: “…thanks…”
Wally: “Say, I’ve been meaning to ask, who’s watching your kid?”
Rachel: “Oh, I told him to drop by Becky’s place. We were totally friends back in the day, despite never interacting anymore.”
Wally: “….Becky?!? She and John barely remember they have kids!”
Rachel: “They have ki-…oh my GAWD, they do! W-where are they?”
Wally: “….*….”
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Elsewhere-
“So, um, it’s nice to meet you. What do I call you? Evil Mrs. Roberta?”
“*Sigh* just ‘Roberta’ will do, dear. I seem to end up with a lot of you strays.”
I’m shocked, I was expecting a depressing scene from the nursing home to commemorate Father’s Day.
You too, eh? We should have been seeing Funky get all morbid because he’s taking a sneak peak at the Alzheimer’s patient he’ll be in Phase Four.
I can’t believe you guys would rather visit Bedside Manor and Pops Winkerbean than the sunny shores of Vaguebeachistan.
Well I guess they can enjoy their honeymoon for a while. The junta leader’s death squad won’t start beheading people till tomorrow morning. No rush.
Rachel is a horrible mother to be sunbathing while pregnant! She gets sunburned on her stomach and it would burn the fetus. Wrong time to be tanning!