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Master Of The Obvious

She’s correct: this can’t be good. And I’m willing to bet everything I own that it won’t be. Because it can’t be, you see? Anyway, TB appears to be dusting off the dustiest of old tropes today, the ol’ “idiot husband forgets anniversary” bit. How original. Check out Cayla’s vindictive sneer today, looks like Les is really (shudder) rubbing off on her. If the final panel of FW’s run doesn’t feature a silent panel depicting Moore Manor cordoned off with yellow crime scene tape, I’ll be shocked.

Speaking of the artwork, today we see why Summer isn’t a regular in the strip anymore. BatTom can’t draw her consistently, especially from a distance. That side view in panel one is hilarious and the almost triangular head in panel two is just as bad, it looks like an old nuclear bomb test film from the 1960s. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a good thing. The less Summer the better, as she’s just grating and annoying beyond belief. Summer is like having a dog with fleas or a backed-up toilet, you don’t need to elaborate on why it sucks, it’s self-explanatory.

Don’t Ask…Don’t Tell

Link To Today’s Strip

Thanks to DavidO and the rest of the outstanding SoSF staff for all they do!!!

Not too long ago I was going back and forth with the SoSF staff and I mentioned how I don’t always mind getting a Les arc, as at least there’s something to really hate there as opposed to the typical “Funky is fat” idiocy. Well, the gods of the Funkyverse must have been listening, because this week something I’ve long-dreaded has come to pass…Summer (shudder) is back. Never tempt the gods of the Funkyverse, friends. The consequences are simply not worth it.

I’ve always despised Summer almost as much as Les (and Lisa for that matter). She’s always too twee, too gritty or, as you can see today, too snotty. The hair, the neck, the hoodie…it’s all so grating. Summer is truly her father’s daughter. So today she’s back in her (surprise!) robin’s egg blue car to remind us about an arc we’d all prefer to forget. If that wedding was any crappier you’d have to scrape it off the bottom of your shoes with a stick. Meanwhile Dickface is (surprise!) furiously raking leaves, as Leafpocalypse ’14 has begun. The Funkyverse’s stars are all aligning in some sort of grand confluence of boredom and misery, it’s gonna be a long, long week, snarkers.

End Of The Weak

Oh God, not again. Les is taking center stage again, babbling to a confused group of strangers about anchors and who knows what else in today’s strip.

From the reaction of the crowd, they’re unsure whether to politely chuckle or cheer, as either reaction would be quite forced. Instead, they go with their gut feeling and just act natural, which is to say somewhere between confused at the metaphor and annoyed that this “I’m so wonderful, look at me.” Les-Fest is still going on.

For those of you truly inspired by today’s strip, you can order the quote as a poster-sized decal on Amazon for Only twelve dollars.

Running? Gag

Hey, the thing actually ended!

Poor Skyler. As evidenced in today’s strip, you’re never too young to be drug kicking and screaming into the Westview life of lowered expectations and disappointment.

Don’t worry, kid, as you get older, your face will elongate into a shovel-shape like your dad’s and you won’t look like a Peanut’s character so much. That is, if Batuik doesn’t decide to do a very special weeklong arc about SIDS, or, more likely, just completely write you out of the comic entirely.

Rout-Les

Oh man. We’re still walking.

Walking, walking, walking, in today’s Strip

Lisa died of breast cancer, right? Why did the cancer walk get hijacked by Funky’s trick knee, gout, bursitis or Les’s.. um, never, mind, Les is aging apparently only by getting a cool stripe on the side of his head.

In any case, my take-away from all of this is Tombat fishing for accolades for realistically aging his characters, weird time jumps aside. Which is fine, if you want to call the strip Aging Boomers or something. But the idea this strip depicts contemporary issues affecting young adults in a thought-provoking and sensitive manner is now a meme unto itself here. It’s a joke. This strip is about the horrors of growing old in an inescapable town while surrounded by terrible people and situations.