Folks, you’re not going to believe this, but for the third time during this stint, the strip is unavailable for preview! Now, don’t worry, don’t worry–everyone please, just remain calm. Your entertainment will be guaranteed by the Department of Redundancy Department, and the Natural Guard. Just proceed, calmly, down to the ticket booth and ask for Principal Poop and he will cheerfully, and decidedly, refund the unused portion of the money you spent to attend tonight’s episode. Because here at Son of Stuck Funky, it’s a fair for all, and no fare to anybody!
I know Tom Batiuk thinks highly of his own work–he’s always giving himself award nominations, after all–but he really treats this stuff like it’s rare jewels, unfit for unveiling before a crass and ignorant public (those people who–gah–prefer attempted entertainment to underthought polemic) until he absolutely has to display his wares. I’m sure he washes his hands after clicking “Send.”
I put it to you that a person proud of the effort he put into his work wouldn’t hesitate to display it. A person who, on the other hand, is ridden with cynicism and resentment, and puts the bare minimum of effort required in order to cash a check, would likely not draw attention to what he produces. Not naming any names or anything.
And if I had to guess, I’d say we have more “words spoken” between Dullard and Peeved. Because I ain’t gonna call it “witty dialogue” when it’s nothing like that.