Ha! Fooled ya! Funky isn’t dying, at least not today. If you missed yesterday’s “real” strip, no you didn’t. Funky on the treadmill reading e-mails…one of FW’s most beloved “running” gags. Get it? Anyhow, Lard Ass has been going to that gym for the better part of a decade now, so you’d think he wouldn’t be quite this imbecilic by this point.
And that BatHam, always with the e-mail gags. It’s like how my parents were with VCRs, this internet stuff will never not be voodoo to him, no matter how dated it gets.
Son of Stuck Funky 
Thanks everyone who fell for yesterday’s April Fool’s gag and to everyone who played along.
It’s so funny how a character apparently suffering a heart attack isn’t especially eyebrow-raising within the context of the Funkyverse.
Spirit-raising, yes, but not eyebrow-raising.
In fairness, I gave Funky a heart attack two years ago on 4/1. That was a Sunday strip and a little harder to pull off! Not everyone was fooled. And I wish I’d saved it, but a couple years before that, I posted that Batiuk had signed a deal for a Starbuck Jones spinoff comic strip. I even went to the trouble of buying the domain clevelanddotcom.info to host the fake news story by reporter “Dick Hertz.”
You got me good! I even did a parody of your fake! Well played!
Er, um, yes, playing along! That’s what I was doing! Honest!
You guys: one week from today marks the 10th Anniversary of Son of Stuck Funky. Past anniversaries have been marked by prize giveaways, and I might still decide to offer some modest prize, but basically nobody really wants Funky Winkerbean merch. But I thought that between the annivesary and the current lockdown, it might be fun to try and gather online in a Zoom chat. Please take a moment to respond in the poll below whether you’d like to take part. Tentatively scheduled for next Tuesday, April 7, at 8:00 EDT. I” post the next day’s strip and, once we figure out how Zoom works, pick it apart.
Let me check my calendar for next Tuesday – oh wait. Yeah, I’m available.
I don’t have a camera for my computer, so I would have to use my iphone if I could. I don’t know nothin’ about this newfangled technology, so I’d need to see a tutorial for dummies.
The first one will probably be taken up with trying to get everything up and running…and the free version of Zoom is a 40 minute max per meetings of 3+ people. We’ll see how it goes! Thanks for your interest!
One thing to consider for Zoom is security. Check this link:
https://www.pcmag.com/how-to/how-to-prevent-zoom-bombing
I dunno. Last time I showed my face, Spock went crazy and almost crashed the Enterprise.
Does anyone else think that when Batiuk is writing strips like this, he’s cackling out loud and shrieking “Take that!” and naming the cool kids he went to high school with?
Or, us. “Take that, spacemanspiff85, you beady-eyed nitpicker!”
So can TB also not walk and read at the same time, or is this just the latest way he’s dumping on Funky?
I like to think that the real-world counterparts of Funky, Lisa, Cindy Summers and Bull Bushka sometimes read the strip, wonder why the name “Tom Batiuk” sounds familiar, then finish their breakfasts, go to work and never think of the strip again.
“It’s like how my parents were with VCRs, this internet stuff will never not be voodoo to him, no matter how dated it gets.”
Oh man, so this. I have no doubt that “don’t turn it on, it’ll start a fire!” goes through Todd’s tiny mind whenever he approaches anything that doesn’t have a hand crank protruding from the side.
We get the same “every computer is HAL 9000” nonsense on Crankshaft this week because Cranky doesn’t understand that there are people called “programmers.”
Those are the rat-bastards that ruined the Batman TV series and destroyed his belief system and entire philosophy of life, right?
You sure fooled me yesterday. Well played.
Funky checking his email? He works at a pizza restaurant, not an office. Email isn’t a primary means of keeping in personal contact, and hasn’t been since the days of AOL. Hell, the town barely seems to have landline telephones. This anachronism stew of technology makes the joke even more forced than it already is.