The Running of the Bull

Hello there, fellow snarkers! HeyItsDave here, back from hiatus with more Funky Felt Tip adventures.

Yesterday, the leaves in town were falling as fast as Funky’s hair, hopefully without leaving some kind of nasty clog that Holly will have to dig out of the sink trap later. And falling leaves in Funky Winkerbean always mean that we’ll be segueing into some kind of melodramatic tale of woe.

I was really hoping that this week was going to stay focused on Frankie and Lenny. They’re like the Funkyverse version of Pokemon’s Team Rocket – all nefarious and blackhearted and always tripping over their own goddamn feet. But no, today we’re back in Westview to watch Bull Bushka descend into concussion-induced madness. What is it with T-Bats and autumn, anyway? Seems like as soon as the foliage turns he starts obsessing about decay and death. And maybe domestic abuse, given Linda’s face in panel three.

Speaking of decline, is Tommy farming out some of the drawing duties here? I detect a distinct stylistic difference between the way background extras are usually drawn and the way this crowd is rendered.

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Lunch Break Some Heads

A taco truck on the corner threatens the very existence of Mason Jarre, American’s Favorite Actor’s movie in today’s strip! Before the bad guys leap into what I assume will be limited action, I’d like to remind everyone not to get too excited– it’s possible Monday will start a new story arc back in Westview where the kids are excitedly babbling about the “new” Star Wars movie that came out a year ago.

Hollywood Outsider

So that’s what Frankie is after in today’s strip! Hollywood gossip! I guess people still follow this sort of thing but the days of journalism Hollywood rags peaked in the 80s with the National Enquirer. I don’t know what dirt Frankie thinks Darin could even have– he’s storyboarder. Only in Tombat’s insane version of Hollywood would a “major star” like Mason Jarre hang out with a jr. storyboard artist.