Band class is in session, and no doubt Becky feels energized and inspired after following the Dinkles around the music educators’ conference. That energy is short-lived, however, as she must deal with OwenandCody’s attempt to waste everyone’s valuable class time.
Author: TFHackett
A Lowell in the Action
Today’s strip takes us through space, from London to Lowell, Massachusetts, and through time, to the mid-nineteenth century, to finally arrive at a weak “pun-chline” which a year or two ago would have been served up by Cory “Call Me Fishmeal” instead of Cody.
As an aside: a long-running comic to which FW is often (unfavorably) compared explains how “small lapses in continuity and art…only add to the charm” of “artisanal comics” such as Funky Winkerbean…check out today’s Doonesbury!
[Edit: Link to today’s FW and to Doonesbury were incorrect; I’ve fixed ’em now]
Meh
Just back from a business trip and frankly cannot muster the energy to snark on today’s strip…have at it!
Irrepara-Bull
I will pass along to Coach “Bull” Bushka something that one of my own high school (music) teachers told me:
“Hey, when yer playin’ pocket pool, keep yer eye on the ref, he’s a real jerkoff!”
“How are Summer Keisha and doing at Kent?” As of today…3-24.
Buckets of Lame
Linda is on a roll this week, isn’t she, folks? Apparently, since Sum’ Mo’ and Special K moved up to Kent State (currently 3-23), the Lady Scapegoats have reverted to their own losing ways. Linda comes out with yet another idiotic idiom that no one’s ever used. Cayla gamely provides the straight line here, trying to make sense of what Linda means by “empty the bucket time”. I was kinda hoping she meant the old Harlem Globetrotters bit…now that’s funny!
Son of Stuck Funky 