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Date of the Dead

Alex somehow manages to contain her insane glee at finally being asked out by the hottie Owen.

Zombie Prom

Slager
October 1, 2013 at 1:16 am
Huh, I worked on an amateur short film called “Zombie Homecoming”. It wasn’t very good.

Yes, in case you missed yesterday’s strip, they’re doing a zombie homecoming, and Owen finds the eerie theme so enticing that he’s tempted to attend his first homecoming of his five-year high school career. No prizes for guessing who Owen will wind up asking do be his date, but if TB really wanted to explore a same-sex storyline…nah.

Zombies, Come Home

By the time I laid eyes on today’s strip, you snarkers had pretty much hit it outta the park, so I’ll just sit back and let y’all run with it!

All You Zombies

Hopefully we’re done with football for the time being, and can get back to Westview High School business as usual: Les’ yellow shirt, bricks, banners haphazardly taped to the walls, and the teachers (and the cartoonist) displaying how out of touch they are with young people. A zombie theme would actually be quite fitting for The Student Council Homecoming Dance: the somber, dead-eyed students walk the halls as if in a trance.

43-7

Merry Pookster
September 28, 2013 at 10:24 am
Sure the scoreboard says 43-0….but is there any indicator of which is the home-team?
Looks like Westview is wearing their traveling uniform.

I had my post already written in my head when I read Pookster’s comment. I’d just assumed that Westview would be on the losing end of a 43-0 score. Today’s strip does nothing to answer the question of who won. Sunday-only readers would surely take this as a win for the Scapegoats.

Jarod has awarded himself the game ball, but has given Wedgeman (the number 12 whom he denied the ball in yesterday’s strip) even more reason to despise him. The rest of the team have all showered, dressed, and left Jarod alone at his locker. Well, not completely alone: Coach Bushka’s still hanging around, waiting for his “thank you”, which he causally, smirkingly accepts.