Category: Son of Stuck Funky

It’s Been Done

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Cody really should check in with Wally here, he once made a paper ring so nice he actually used it to convince a woman to MARRY him! True story!

But enough about war veterans without dogs, that’s so last week. This week we’re still immersed in the compelling and socially relevant world of high school class ring purchasing. I’m amazed that he never chose to tackle this issue before, seeing how it’s the most mundane premise imaginable and all. It’s just such natural BanTom fodder. I’m anxious to see just how many hilarious ring-related gags he has lined up for use in this premise. My current guess is zero and I’m standing pat with that.

Antisocial Insecurity

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In Westview, Social Security gets YOU! As if he’ll ever live long enough to collect THAT! Seriously though, I’ve always seen Owen’s Westviewian future as being sort of bright. He’s fluent in comic books and pizza, he wears the same clothes every day, he’s annoying, in other words he’ll fit in at Montoni’s or The Korner absolutely seamlessly. And someone at one of those businesses will die off or write a movie sooner or later, it’s inevitable. Now all he has to do is, you know, actually graduate.

Driving A Wedge Between Us

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I thought Wedgeman was a feared “senior bully” years ago. Now he’s in the same class as Stupid and Stupider? More proof that the Great Pulitzer Nominee doesn’t even care if anyone’s still paying attention. Like, for example, Wedgeman’s two entirely different noses today. Seriously man, come on. Someone go over to Batom Inc. HQ and poke him with a stick to see if he’s still conscious.

I’m just happy to see that TB is finally making school bullying funny again, like how it was back in The Olden Days when everything was way better. Owen’s been asking for it, you see? Kind of like when Lisa was shamelessly sauntering about senior beer-bashes with her red Solo cup like some sort of strumpet. In the Funkyverse you bring your fate upon yourself and even if you don’t it doesn’t matter as The Universe will strike you down sooner or later anyway. It’s all so clear to me now.

Ring, A-Ding-A-Ling

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Special thanks to the SoSF team for steering us all the way into February! Time sure does fly when NOTHING WHATSOEVER is happening, huh?

Once again Guy McAuthor tackles yet another contemporary issue facing young whatevers today, as he at long last uses his delightfully poisonous felt-tip to take on the scourge of…class rings. Boy, I was wondering when he’d finally go after those evil Jostens folks. Nice to see BanMan taking off the gloves and aiming for such a deserving target.

Anyway, Owen (the inexplicable host of “The Bleat”…har har) is looking at this all wrong, as a class ring will be a nice investment that he can pawn to buy a new chullo or some valuable comic books down the line. And if he can’t afford one now, no worries, as he can always buy one next year or the year after that or the year after that. And what the f*ck is Dick Facey sneering about? Are the morning announcements cutting into his smug wordplay time again? And why is he dressed like a parking valet? What a dick.

 

 

Sunday Blahs

SosfDavidO here, finishing up my shift before passing the Bat-Tom to Epicus Doomus, who will be handling the Ebola Airport Screening Joke arc. As you can see, today’s strip is a lose-lose proposition for lovers of funnies and those that enjoy a scathing snark. Tombat drew a veteran with salad tongs for hands but I can’t say anything because I have the utmost respect for those who serve, doubly so for those who were injured in combat.

So, thanks Tom. Now we all just feel awful about everything.