Oh boy, more unwelcome guests in today’s strip… and also Bingo. Bingo can stay, he’s cool.
He’s also old and decrepit… because of course he is. What tremendous misfortune, to exist in the Batiukverse. Even the cats have to be old and sad and subject to awful wordplay about hips.
Hopefully Bingo will take his claws to the new choir robes in the back after these yutzes leave.
Today's strip still has That chair jammed in the ladder And also two shmucks So what's with the chair? Is that really going to Keep folks off the dive? Les can dish it out "Memory lane is now closed" But he can't take it Not some great mem'ry Les scared to jump off high dive A weak Act I gag More memorable Was Les and the climbing rope A low bar to clear Les and the rope, though Had the off chance that he might Wind up hung to death
The real star of yesterday’s strip finally gets top billing in today’s strip!
Like certain parts of the comics page we are too polite to mention here at Son of Stuck Funky, the old pool sits sadly: unused, unloved, overgrown, and falling apart. Unlike certain parts of the comics page we are too polite to mention here at Son of Stuck Funky, the old pool has actually been replaced.
Les is one to talk about “Summers* slipping away”…. At least Funky is willing to admit his memory lapses.
*It has been 43 days (and counting) since Summer’s most recent appearance in this strip. The three gaps prior to that were 145, 408, and 107 days.
One bad turn deserves another, I suppose. Today’s strip sees Les take his revenge on Funky for two strips’ worth of Crankshaft schtick with some ‘Shaft-level quote muddle-ment of his own. Where did you pull this piece of unwisdom from, Les, I Chong?
The master says: Piles of excrement comes out of both ends of Les, but only one pile can can be flushed.
Les continues to set Funky up for this tiresome Crankshaft schtick in today’s strip. Why? Why is he doing this? Is.. is he enjoying this? He’s even more monstrous than I thought!
The real story behind the name of pickleball is (not-widely) debated, though all of the purported origins clear the low bar of being more interesting than the one put forth in this strip. I’m surprised, actually, that pickleball has not caught on in Westview, given that it was invented by a guy* who died of cancer…
*apologies to the late Joel Pritchard
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