I Like My Comics Like I Like My Steaks

Because today’s strip is about comical books, Mr. Oddnoc has enlisted perennial sophomores Owen and Cody to do the daily commentary. They will provide the puerile perspective and gravitas that Batominc bloviating about comic books warrants.

Cody: Doesn’t John have a bunch of Starbuck Jones books?

Owen: Yeah, he says they’re not worth much, but there’s a guy up in Stately Manor, Ohio, who overpays for ’em.

Cody: Mr. Oddnoc says we’re in this comic strip. Thats f——ed up!

Owen: Dude, dude, who talks like that: “which makes the issues ultra-rare and difficult to find”?

Cody: Mister—ha ha!—Mister—snort!—I—I—can’t—hahaha…

Owen: Hee hee! M—M—M—Moooooooooooooore!

Oddnoc (aside): The kids are alright.

Supremely Supreme & Universal

Because today’s strip is about comical books, Mr. Oddnoc has enlisted perennial sophomores Owen and Cody to do the daily commentary. They will provide the puerile perspective and gravitas that Batominc bloviating about comic books warrants.

Cody: That guy’s bald.

Owen: He has a cool goatee.

Cody: I wonder if John knows that guy. You know, if we ever get out of high school, do you think we—

Owen: —could be professional komix kollektors‽

Cody: No, yell at dumb women who know nothing of comics!

Batominc Lawyer (off stage): Cease! I say cease, son! Listen to me when I’m talking to you! Desist!

Oddnoc (off stage): Don’t forget to mention the giant mo‘ai profile in panel 2!

Daddy Starbucks

Jeeves! What is this awful creature you’ve let in? It looks like an orangutan in drag. Oh dear me, it speaks! How dreadful!

So we finally meet Mr. Hagglemore in today’s strip and sure enough, he’s every bit the perception the 99.5% have of the .5% you could imagine. All that’s lacking is a white cat for him to stroke.

I wonder what he did to earn the Golden Popeye Award shown in Panel 3?

Hagglemore Manor

Wow, for a comic that can take a week to show a character opening a letter in a mailbox this week’s pacing is breakneck. After arriving at the mansion featured in “Eyes Wide Shut” in today’s strip, Holly braves a quick buzz of the intercom, which is really there just to alert the Dobermans that someone’s arrived and it’s time for a mid-day snack.

Where is she? I have no idea. New York? Back in Ohio? Paris? Who knows? We may ever find out if this arc is just dropped again like Les’s “The cleaning ladies have some ideas for my script.” arc.