Where the hell is OSHA? These old geezers have no business shoveling tarballs under Florida’s August sun. Rubber gloves and boots? No hazmat gear? TB needs to write a story arc where somebody travels to Kilamanjaro: at least he’s been there. The more he tries to inject reality into this strip, the further from reality things get.
Author: TFHackett
Sandgripers
Eleven men were killed and seventeen injured when the oil rig Deepwater Horizon exploded on April 20. Over the next hundred days, an estimated 4.9 million barrels of oil poured into the Gulf of Mexico, killing untold numbers of sea creatures, birds and animals. The effects of this unprecedented disaster on the environment, the economy, and the people who live and work in the Gulf region will not be fully understood for decades to come.
Of course, in Batiuk’s worldview, the real victims are those who own vacation homes on Florida’s west coast. Why does everything bad happen to Tony?
The Oily Boid
Rachel, having finally attracted the interest of a man, eschews her usual Sicilian slice for a healthy salad and a Coke Zero. “Hey, Boss. Where the hell has Tony been? The way you’ve been running his business into the ground, you’d think he’d be so far up your ass you could taste Brylcreem!”
It looks like TB has forgone his year-in-advance production schedule to bring us a story ripped from last month’s headlines. Get ready for A Very Special An Even Specialer Funky Winkerbean.
Shirt Happens
I ask you: what comic strip other than Funky Winkerbean would reference “anger issues” two days in a row?
Judging from the shape of the delivery guy’s head, Funky has ordered t-shirts from a screen-printing shop on planet Remulak. I actually chuckled a little over how in panel 2, Crazy Harry is ready to throw down at the sight of a courier from the hated UPS (as if Funky would have any say in which shipping method his vendor uses). I guess Harry’s still smarting from this week’s news of the Postal Service’s fiscal-third-quarter loss of $3.5 billion.
I kinda like the slogan “You Want a Piece of Me” for a pizza joint. So do the folks at Dodson’s Pizza in New Lexington, Ohio. Wonder how far that is from Westview?
You Forgot "Impotent"
Thanks to the hours Wally has spent with the shrink down at the VA, he’s now able to categorically list everything that’s wrong with him. Fortunately, hyper-vigilance is apparently catnip to Rachel.
Son of Stuck Funky 