Jingle Bells, Crankshaft Smells, Batiuk Laid An Egg…
Courtesy of that blog of his. For one brief, magical moment, I thought that maybe this was some sort of fantastical custom FW-themed “Monopoly” board, featuring all the FW locations we’ve come to know, love, then forget. Oh, because that would be freaking spectacular.
“You will never pass GO, you will never collect $200.”
“Awesome, the pizzeria! I own the comic book store and the sandwich shop, if I land on the travel agency, I’ll own ALL the utilities!”
“Cool, the cemetery! I’ll buy that, and put up two headstones! Once you’re up to four headstones, you can buy a crypt!”
“Hey, why is Les Moore’s house the most expensive property on the board?”
The Montoni’s apartment would be Baltic Ave., and Funky’s house would be Park Place. And jail would be the cancer ward. And “Free Parking” would be “Free Park Bench”! Oh, I’d actually physically fight him for it if such a wonderful thing existed. I’d buy one right now if only that was possible.
Have a Merry Christmas, all, and a nice, relatively Crankshaft-free New Year, too!
2013: The Saga Begins…
Boy, that Montoni’s reopening is really something. No cooks. No wait staff. No trucks of cheese and flour coming in. No trying out the menu items before the opening. Just two people slapping some Christmas decoration clip art onto the background, and getting ready to unlock the door. You could replace Montoni’s with any vague business venture.
On to 2013 for Dead Skunk Head John Howard then. And now that DSH has secured his work husband at his side, the era of Crazy and the Skunk begins.
2012: We Were Warned!
After long deliberation on my part. I’ve decided to sprint through the last decade or so of Dead Skunk Head John Howard material, taking things at least a year at a time, if not longer, per posts. That way this blog can finally finish this yearlong delving into a boring, comic obsessed, tertiary character. And move on to the boring, comic obsessed, primary characters. Or maybe I’ll get get tired of these characters finally, and move on to obsessing over The Green Pitcher and other inanimate objects.
Deerly Departed
Once again, a parody edit in the comments blows the actual Sunday’s ‘funnies’ right out of the water.
So thanks, iansdrunkenbeard, for giving us something to laugh about other than Pete’s horrific Muppet nose and grossly morphing eye bags.
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Son of Stuck Funky 