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Tuesday Turkey

Charles
November 19, 2012 at 7:40 pm
Perhaps if Becky is looking for potential improvements in her program and its acceptance in the community, she could advise her students who are soliciting door-to-door to clean themselves up a little bit when they’re interrupting people to ask for money…Owen looks so shabby in this strip that I’d almost think he’s homeless and he found the turkey after it fell off the truck and is now trying to sell it for glue-huffing money.

If only those band turkeys could sell themselves, because between Owen’s shabby appearance, complete lack of manners and salesmanship, not to mention his ignorance of basic food safety guidelines, he’s sure as hell not going to sell any. Certainly not to this guy, who buys only band candy, not turkeys, and only from quirky redheads.

Turkey Jerky

Owenvember continues today: the chullo’d one has been featured in all but four strips so far this month. And yes, folks, Owen is clearly stupid, and/or stoned, but give him a little credit: the woman’s question is pointless (and awkwardly constructed). Why, he’s selling band turkeys to raise money for…the…band.

Ribbed For Her Pleasure

Speaking of St. Lisa, panel 1 seems weirdly evocative of the cover of the first Lisa’s Story book.

I hope you all enjoyed your nearly three-week respite from Les (I know you enjoyed it). Today he’s back, and if you thought his marriage to Cayla meant he’d finally stop talking about his dead first wife, well– oh, you didn’t think he’d stop? Neither has Les stopped thinking that his wry, nonsense-logic brand of observational “humor” is funny to anyone but himself. What has changed is that Cayla, rather than rolling her eyes at Les’ mentions of his late bride, has taken to physically and verbally abusing him each time Lisa’s name comes up. The fact that we see Les in the bathroom taping his ribs before this action takes place suggests that the abuse is ongoing. Notice in the last panel how he’s gone from a smug wiseguy to a pathetic, cringing little milksop.

See Ya Vader

As the last brown leaves flutter over Westview High, while a few green ones inexplicably cling to the tree, the nerds are already at work , improving “our robot” for next year. In the aftermath of Robo-Goat’s slaughter at the hands of Tech’s massive mechanoid, Cody thinks that WHS needs a “more intimidating”, rather than, I dunno, say, a bigger and/or stronger robot.

Métal Hurlant

Ring the bell! Today’s strip is funny. Implausible, sure, but it’s a comic strip (sorry, DSH John). I like how little Robo-Goat is actually screaming in the clutches of Big Walnut Tech’s menacing, mechanical monster. And in panel two, for once, Batiuk makes “tell-don’t-show” actually work, as the boys follow Robo-Goat’s trajectory, presumably through a window or wall. I’d have added a “crash” sound effect in P2, but we shall lay aside the snark hammer for today.

(Today’s post title is kind of a stretch. Did anyone get it?)