Greetings all my beautiful nitters! I’d love to have a really in depth post up for you guys, but we are in the heart of harvest right now. For the last couple weeks I’ve done nothing but check cows, move augers, and hook up to wagons. One night we were even chopping and bagging corn silage by the light of a harvest moon.
When we last saw Wally Winkerbean in this retrospective, he was staring with longing grief and acceptance into the eyes of his ex wife Becky, after having a major meltdown flashback at the Girl’s Basketball Conference Championships.
Funky lets Becky know that, as the main character, he’s taking it upon himself to facilitate Wally’s recovery.
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Well, I’m back, from Outer Space (Seattle). I just walked in to see Cranky sitting there with that dumb look upon his face.
Specifically this one,
And if Cranky seems unfazed to be haunted by the disembodied soul of a former coworker appearing to give him advice, well…
This isn’t Ol’ Ed’s first Dickensian Rodeo.
Once again, Tom is pulling an old running gag outta his tattered old gag bag. Treating us to an entire week of that famed Bus Barn mentor and legend, Pop Clutch. And giving me another opportunity to sit awkwardly on the floor of my kitchen taking pictures of Crankshaft trade paperbacks that I’m holding open and flat with my toes like some kind of spy gorilla.
Son of Stuck Funky 