Happy New Year to all! In typical FW fashion, BatYam kicks 2021 off with a soft, barely perceptible plop, like a soggy tissue landing on a damp bath mat. I’ve been doing this for a long, long time and let me tell you, this past week has been as downright stupefying as any week I can remember. Then again, I say that a lot. Continue reading “Auld Lang, Sigh”
It’s What’s For Dinner
Oh, that’s some real pleasant imagery there, Holly. I guess Westview doesn’t have a dry cleaner shop, which isn’t really too surprising given what these idiots wear on a daily basis. Suddenly the Winkerbeans are like a low-budget “Lockhorns”, something absolutely no one anywhere was clamoring for. Sigh.
Bottoming Out
Holly really does have some awfully slender ankles, though. Much like with Montoni’s, Holly is kind of geometrically impossible. Ditto Funky’s “eyebrows”, which are very poorly rendered even by FW’s abysmally low standards. I think he should have replaced the word “holidays” with “decades”, but apparently that would have ruined the gag.
Two Hundred And Forty Five Pounds And A Six-Pack To His Name
Um, yeah. That Funky sure is fat. Still is, too. This really got tedious fast, you know? Like I said yesterday, “Funky is fat” isn’t the worst FW arc you can get, but it sure would help if the gags were, you know, funny or something. I do like Holly’s comma eyes in panel two, though, as comma eyes are rarely used properly, as they are here today.
He Did It All For The Cookie
Garbage dump month continues in Funkytown as BatNard dumps the last of his fat jokes on the table. I have to admit, there are far worse FW outcomes than a week’s worth of “Funky is fat” gags. It’d be cool if they were FUNNY “Funky is fat” gags but you know how that goes. Continue reading “He Did It All For The Cookie”
Son of Stuck Funky 