Playing with decoder rings
And Starbuck Jones related things,
Ovaltine and front porch swings…
Those were the days.
And you knew where you were then
The matinee began at ten
Mister we could use a man like Clifford Anger again.
Didn’t need no cell phone flicks
With comic books we got our kicks,
Although it sure repelled the chicks…
Those were the days!!!!!!
I really like how everyone in FW has the exact same childhood memories, regardless of when they were actually born. What, was Ovaltine running that SJ promotion for three or four decades? Honestly though, wading through week after week of BanTom’s plodding nonsensical SJ mythology and annoyingly uninteresting childhood nostalgia has me feeling like I’ve been beaten with a pillowcase full of padlocks. Batiuk has spent WAY more time on his old comic book memories than he spent reading the damn things in the first place, unless he hung out in that attic until he was thirty-five or so, that is.
And on that note I happily turn over the wheel to our fearless leader TFH, who’s courageously tacking the rest of this decoder ring arc and whatever else BanTom manages to dredge up from the musty old depths of his comic book-addled mind. Shudder.