I’m on the edge of my seat with the rest of y’all wondering what fresh hell Sunday’s comic will provide. Check back at midnight EDT!
Filed under Son of Stuck Funky
Tagged as book signing, Darin, Funky, Les, Lisa, sports, Tennis
It’s too utterly pathetic for me to comment on it. Honestly, it’s like kicking a crippled person down a stairwell. It’s well past time to retire, Batiuk.
This is maybe my least favorite type of Batiuk strip: one that takes an entire Sunday strip to tell a “joke” that would’ve worked in three, or maybe even two panels. He does it ALL THE TIME in Crankshaft. Which, as far as dumb wastes of space go, might actually have FW beat today.
Ah, just you wait, the twins and their mom have been hitting the gym. Come next fall, a muscular super mom is gonna rip the bumper right off of ol cranky’s bus!
A triumphant Funky and an amusing punchline with no mention of Lisa Is it possible that this Sunday can be a day of rest for the SOSF community? If so, I’m apprehensive of what awaits us on Monday.
Trust me, GP: be very afraid.
More dreary babbling about how bad Funky is at tennis. Ah, well. At least it’s not the typical dreck.
When Princ’pal Nate makes a good shot in tennis, he calls it his “Cayla Shot.”
Les’ best shot is known as the “Lisa shot”. It’s when he hits the same shot again and again and again…then TALKS ABOUT that shot again and again and again…then mentions how proud Lisa would have been of the shot in question…again and again and again.
Wait, does Funky play tennis daily? Because that’s the only way this remotely begins to make any sense.
What a couple of dopes.
That was my thought when I read it.