Valerie Pond’s lifeless body is discovered in today’s strip by… Super Chicken?!
You knew the job was dangerous when you took it, Val! Maybe set your stemware down before you go wrestling someone for a gun next tim… oh, sorry. I suppose it is too late for that. Brinkel wasn’t much for privacy either, his bedroom was open and his gun collection was accessible? Laughable negligence even if he was not guilty.
Have a happy 4th of July all you SOSFers! Don’t be like TB is with his story arcs, please be/travel/revel safe…
16 responses to “On Smolderin’ Pond”
If the gun was still smoking when her body was discovered, “sometime later” wasn’t long at all.
Happy 4th of July to all US snarkers. Very odd, isn’t it, that after extolling in his blog comics that acknowledge holidays, TB refuses to do so in his own strip. And before you answer, no, it’s not odd at all. Just depressing.
Yeah and I like how he had to write “he or she” as if we didn’t know Lynn Johnston didn’t exist.
Oh and those poor souls in Youngstown, it’s not like they can get the comics online.
On the other extreme, there’s Gasoline Alley, where the cartoonist basically takes the day off from the strip and draws a greeting card.
For some reason, this keeps repeating in my head.
I’m betting Maggie shot her.
God damn, this storyline’s going to demonstrate Batiuk’s profound ignorance of the legal system in addition to, well, pretty much everything else, right?
Also, “She went upstairs and then a clown went up the stairs and shot her! And then they misidentified the clown!” isn’t exactly the most keenly plotted murder mystery, is it?
He thinks it’s funny that Crankshaft celebrated the 4th by building and detonating a dirty bomb. He isn’t right in the head.
If this doesn’t turn out to be “she shot herself because a man spurned her” I’ll be shocked. I mean Batiuk already had one starlet about to kill herself, so clearly that’s where his mind goes.
Phil Spector framed him!
I’m surprised that we didn’t jump ahead to “Although he proclaimed his innocence to his last breath, Brinkel was executed on such and such a date. Later on, a second person confessed on his death bed. His son would go on to shoot a television personality because he’s too stupid to understand who the man was talking about when he referred to his daughter by her pet name.”
Unlike Batty, who pretends to run a comics book company:
She jumped from the Hollywood sign and landed on the gun. That’s the Cancerville way!
“And where was Zanzibar while all this was taking place?”
“Of COURSE! Zanzibar always stayed in Butter’s bedroom suite during fabulous Hollywood parties! When Veronica threw the glass at the clown, Zanzibar thought it was Butter! He thought he was protecting him! WE MUST ALERT THE AUTHORITIES AND CLEAR BUTTER’S NAME!”
why is TomBat spending this week rehashing the Fatty Arbuckle story? why is he so anxious to retell it? lack of other story ideas?
He was in LA two years ago and got bit by the Hollywood nostalgia bug.
He blabbed about all the meticulous research, but meh, he just made it all up. He learned nothing from his trip.
Once again, outstanding “writing” and storytelling from Lord BatHack. This story has more holes than the restroom stalls at Batty’s favorite bar.
Basically, all we have is “silent movie sensation of the 1940s,” Butter Brickwall, was obese, fabulously wealthy, and influential, but a crazy loon with more firearms than Germany. This actress chick left one studio for another, like that never happens.
No mention of any relationship between this girl and anyone else in the story.
Following that so far? Yeah, me neither.