Batiuk’s spent the last few weeks burning off a lot of one-shot gags. You’ve gotta admit, though, that even when they fall flat, you’ll take a half-dozen joke strips over say, a week of Funky exploring an abandoned house. Today’s comic continues in the gag-a-day vein, but Burchett continues to add welcome and pleasing visual details. Especially in that first panel: Cayla is positively coquettish, smiling to herself as she casually lets slip to Nate that hubby Les is going to be…preoccupied. And she’s totally getting through to Nate, too. Cut to a nice shot of the talking school building featuring non-hand lettering on the WHS message board, some nice shade from some leaves, and of course there be bricks.
That slow jam playing we could hear in the background abruptly switches to Yakety Sax! Here comes Les, haulin’ ass, knocking hapless students aside with his valise in his frenzy to get the hell away from there. Unless Les and his wife drive separate cars to work, poor Cayla’s going to need a ride home…
Son of Stuck Funky 
Nice Alice Cooper reference, TFH! And while I can admire the goofy stance Les assumes, it’s kind of a downer to realize he’s rushing home to write about how Lisa died. There’s just so much wrong there.
It’s hilarious, the enthusiasm vs. what he’s gleefully racing home to do is just so bizarre. “Yay! A whole summer of shuttering myself in my dank garage studio and wallowing in my beloved wife’s death over and over!”.
Yeah, Les really needs time to work on that book he started close to TWO years ago.
I will praise Burchett’s artwork today. The cartooniness would be refreshing if everything else about Funky Winkerbean wasn’t so hatable. Solid photoshop opportunities, though.
This is why it’s so damned easy for the locals to vote down the school levy every year. What we got is a pompous, gloomy jackass who thinks that it’s his job to insult the idiot children they insist in shoving in front of him. The idea that he’s supposed to encourage them or not see them as adversaries is beyond him because he’s a massive diameter dickhole.
Uh Les, you’re a teacher. You still have one more day of school.
Neither Les, nor Batty need more time to write anything, especially since all they will do is write about Lisa.
PS. Great snark today! Much funnier than the actual strip.
“I will praise Burchett’s artwork today. The cartooniness would be refreshing if everything else about Funky Winkerbean wasn’t so hatable.”
He even does decent hands.
The big test is how he draws folks eating a slice of pizza.
I like the “I think Cayla’s going to need some comfortin’ this summer” look on Principal Nate’s face in panel one. Panel three would be funny if the teacher were anybody else besides Less. Every time I see Less experience any degree of pleasure in this strip, I get an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach.
bobanero – I found Burchett’s choice of expression for Cayla and Nate in panel one interesting as well. Could he be giving a subtle nod to those of us who “scrawl on the walls of the asylum”?
So Les is gleefully racing home (And apparently twisting his right- or left- ankle in the process) in order to get a headstart on his crippling writer’s block…