Um, yeah. That Funky sure is fat. Still is, too. This really got tedious fast, you know? Like I said yesterday, “Funky is fat” isn’t the worst FW arc you can get, but it sure would help if the gags were, you know, funny or something. I do like Holly’s comma eyes in panel two, though, as comma eyes are rarely used properly, as they are here today.
Okay, I’ve probably said this a million times…but I don’t see a “joke” here. “Ripped” means in good shape, and “ripples” implies fat that shakes at the slightest motion…I get that. How does Holly’s line follow from Funky’s?
I mean, why not just cut to the chase and have Holly say, “Stop deluding yourself, Funky, you’re damned fat and you’ll always be damned fat. Enjoy the fatnesses of yourself.”
A shirtless Funky… seems about right to wrap up 2020.
“A six-pack? Looks like a two-four to me!”
Oh, wait, that’s a Canadian idiom. I’ll try again.
“A six-pack? Looks like the whole liquor store!”
No, the US sells beer in supermarkets, not liquor stores. Damn.
Okay, well, this would be a better joke in Canada.
“A six-pack? More like a hogshead, you mean!”
Yeah, that would’ve been killed ’em in Medieval Europe.
At least Funky has some chest hair and his incipient breast buds aren’t as prominent as Hi’s were in Monday’s “HI and Lois” strip, which covered similar territory. Shockingly, Hi seems even more woebegone than today’s Funkster, although Holly is less supportive than Lois.
He did just name drop Prussia recently, so talking about rods and hogsheads would be appropriate.
So, anyway, is she following him around just to be a smarmy bitch about his physique? Who the hell even gave her a reason to say anything? Wasn’t she the one who didn’t want to go do some physical activity by caroling a few days ago? Does she have any kind of higher ground to stand on in respect of her own body? No, she doesn’t, so what the fuck is your problem, you encrusted harpy.
Jesus Christ how the fuck does he still get paid to write this.
Yeah, Funky’s not actually that fat, is he? He’s in decent shape for a man who is supposedly over 65. He makes an effort to run and go to the gym. This really doesn’t work.
I can almost let that aspect of this strip slide. I’m in good shape and I’m still fat. It happens. This is still a stupid joke. And I actually kind of liked the one from yesterday, if the art had been better.
I think in the US a “two-four” is simply called a case and the joke would work.
I guess Batiuk could have pulled out the well-worn “Looks more like a keg!” punchline, but he didn’t. So…points for originality?
Just because Jim Davis has dialed back on the fat jokes doesn’t mean the comics-reading public is looking for another source of them, TB.
I doubt anyone refers to a beer belly as ripples and I doubt that sucking in his ample one would produce anything resembling that.
Interestingly, TomBa’s blog entry for December 20, 2019 was titled “Ripples in the Winter Redux” and featured a Christmas themed edition of the George Clark strip. TomBa has regularly written about “The Ripples” and posted strips in his blog.
It’s a keg.
When did these two turn into George and Martha Wilson??
Wow, the Lockhorns have come to Westview.
There’s a key difference between The Lockhorns and Funky Winkerbean. The Lockhorns bash each other equally. In Westview, abuse is a one-way street. We’ll never see Funky calling out Holly’s pudgy frame. Or Les’ endless wangsting. Or his employees’ awful workplace behavior. All of whom deserve criticism more than Funky, who’s one of the more decent people in Westview.
Yeah, Holly, it ain’t like you’re a supermodel.
Would it be funny if Funky tripped and tumbled down the stairs, giving Holly a chance to sing “Roll out the barrel”?
Tired: Charlie Brown trying to kick the football.
Decrepit: Funky Winkerbean having body image problems.