Hello, fellow sufferers, BChasm back in the Agony Booth again after an extended hiatus. Thanks to all, especially Epicus, who covered for me while Life Happened. (Honestly, you don’t want to know.)
And a Happy Martin Luther King Day to you all. A reminder that there are things worth fighting for, and people willing to fight for them.
As opposed to other people who can’t be arsed to keep track of their own continuity. Today’s strip is a good example…
…actually, today’s strip was unavailable for preview, but I’m betting the above remark holds true anyway.
Thanks to BillyTheSkink for an excellent hosting stint. And, apropos of this, isn’t it the saddest aspect of this strip–the most Funky Winkerbeanesque aspect, if you will–that the most creative, hilarious and insightful things associated with this strip for the last ten years, come from the hosts and commentators on this site, and not from the comic itself?
If Tom Batiuk honestly had any sense of shame, this sort of thing would sting.
“If” may be the harshest word in the English language.