14 thoughts on “Claude Achin’”

  1. I really hope Saturday’s strip is three panels of Dinkle collapsed upon the keyboard. Otherwise these past three weeks of Dinklemania would seem especially pointless.

  2. Sounds like Batiuk is using slang he doesn’t really understand again. “Kids these days still ‘shred’ on their guitars or iPods or whatever, right?”

  3. Sigh. Even if you “shredded” every paper copy of this awfulness, it’d still exist online. I sure hope Batty sobers up soon and gets over this latest wordplay phase because he’s killing us all here.

  4. The really remarkable thing about today’s offering is that, supposedly, Tom Batiuk wrote and drew this over a year ago and, during all the time since then, it still seemed like it was good enough to publish.

  5. What bothers me is the implication that he had the choir shut down because he needed their office space to finish the bio of this amazingly boring human being.

  8. Next week: Crazy Harry enters an air-guitar contest. That’s still a thing in Batiuk’s mind.

  9. It is really egregious that well-done strips like “Heavenly Nostrils” get ignored in favor of garbage like this.

  10. With Dinkle’s profile centered as if on a bill, It is entirely possible that copies of this strip are currency in hell.

  11. It’s funny that Batom® rails on and on and on about those eeeeeeeevil bankers and the eeeeeeeeeeevils of capitalism. Because he’s proven himself to be the Bernie Madoff of the newspaper comics page.

  12. what I find most annoying when the author does 3 panel setup setup punch line strips is that he feels compelled to have the reader/writer in this case the unloved Mr. Dinkle Smirk at the end because otherwise we wouldn’t know it’s a joke. Granted it’s lame enough to cause one to be not really sure but the smirk is the visual equivalent of the author poking you in the ribs and saying “get it? do you get it?”

  13. This whole week has been like sitting at a red light that goes on and on and on…

    I disagree. To steal from Roger Ebert, I think it’s like waiting for the bus in a city where you’re not sure they have a bus line.

  14. Thankfully, Funky Winkerbean will never be turned into a movie, because it would effectively be banned in China. But I would have loved to see Roger Ebert’s evisceration of such a cinematic abortion… and of Batom®.

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