Shipping Out

Where are they going? Corporal (!) Cory and Holly are dressed up to go somewhere. To the airport? Cory’s going back already? And we’ve never seen him interact with Wally, his uncle/cousin and fellow soldier. “We have to wait for your father.” “Dad?” No, the milkman, you idiot.

TFH here; time for me to take a little respite from all things FW. Epicus Doomus begins a guest stint starting tomorrow. Happy New Year everybody!

Half a Hug

I’m so happy for you! I wish I could hug you with both arms, but as you know I lost my left one as a result of getting in a car with your good-for-nothing drunk ass!” I was puzzled by John’s startled expression in panel 1 until I realized he’s having an unpleasant flashback to his own near-proposal to Becky, which was derailed at the last second when MIA Wally turned up alive (the first time).

Skunk Head’s Little Helper

“Yeah, John really supports me during marching band season.” Bullshit. Unless by “supports me” you mean “complains to our friends about our nonexistent sex life“. When have we ever seen John lift a finger to “support” her, during marching band season or any other time? He can barely support himself: he runs a business that discourages casual shoppers and is not accessible by the disabled, he turned down a chance to acquire valuable inventory, and his store serves as a clubhouse for local misfits.

Bells are Ring-ing

Wishing a Merry Christmas and a Funky New Year to my readers and especially to my guest authors: DavidO, Epicus Doomus, Beckoning Chasm and Oddnoc!

Oh, Wally, you romantic fool. As if presenting Rachel with an I.O.U. for an engagement ring last summer near the gazebo wasn’t sweet enough…On Christmas Day , handing the ring in its box to your intended with a “Here you go”…instead of getting on one knee, or putting the ring on her finger. And then grinning like a dope at the prospect of never having to buy another thing for Rachel for the rest of your lives together.