Ah, another day, another unfunny quip. (I’m talking about your host here, SoSfDavidO as well as TomBat)
We’re going to be here all week, folks, so grab an over-sized, salty, stale pretzel for $4.99 and have a seat! Your host for this week’s unending list of knee-slappers is someone apparently very close to Harry that we’ve never met before named Hugh Manpun.
Can we just give Harry his Lifetime Award for yelling at kids through a megaphone and call it a week?
More massive accolades for TomBat Harry L. Dinkle at the Ohio Band Conference, where everyone recalls the way he… umm.. led the band and did fund-raisers? Can anyone fill me in one what this random, never-to-be-seen-again character is talking about? Panel One Snapping-Turtle Faced Harry is carrying on like he invented the damn trumpet.
Sorry, BeckoningChasm, you’re Snarking too well! Time to bring the snark down to the level of Tombat’s writing with a guest slot from SoSfDavidO here!
Harry, who has retired, is still attending the Ohio Music Education Association so he can walk around and deliver bad band puns and get lifetime achievement awards. I can’t blame him for staying active, though, because he looks younger than Funky does these days despite being at least 15 years his elder.
What faraway place is Les at tonight? Does Cayla even has to ask? Les is with his dead wife of course! Today’s strip has Les spending more quality time with Lisa’s ghost as he ponders what-ifs. At some point he probably realized that he wouldn’t be a delicate genius author if she’d lived, so he’s probably glad things turned out the way they did.
There’s a scene in the holiday classic movie “Gremlins” where the Gremlins all break into a bar and start smoking, drinking, cussing, gambling and swinging on ceiling fans. It’s great fun for the first minute but the bit goes on for about three minutes longer than it should and you’re left thinking: “Can we get back to the plot now?”
Today’s strip is a lot like that. Okay, you had a baby. It’s cute, apparently, we’ll just have to take your word for it, Westviewites, because it looks like a Mr. Potato Head toy from here. But can we get on with the strip!?
Son of Stuck Funky 