Crazy Is As Crazy Does

Feb. 19, 2012

Oh, Donna Klinghorn, you poor, poor woman. I stopped feeling sorry for Cayla a long time ago: there were plenty of warning signs that she was marrying a jerk. But I truly pity Donna: today she throws herself at Crazy Harry, trying her wifely best to take his mind off of having (deservedly, though improbably) lost his job. But once again, Crazy denies her, the better to tend to his beloved goddamn books, and once again she just takes it in stride.

“We could use some extra money…” “Extra” money, Harry? You just lost the only job you ever had. Is getting another job not an option for you? Sure, you look and act like a septuagenarian, but you have a wife, a house, and one or three children. I really doubt that selling a few books, or imagining that you’re a CEO, is gonna supplant your lost income.

 

I Helped With the (Slow, Inefficient) Delivery

Epicus Doomus
November 29, 2012 at 12:08 am

…Old slang from the 1940’s, obscure sports references, weird mixed metaphors and Funky not just being unlikeable and dour but downright obnoxious…this is one peculiar little arc.

Peculiar indeed. It started out with Crazy’s career crisis, then we witnessed Funky’s reaction (to its impact on himself), moving on to Funky getting fired up on his friend’s behalf, before wrapping up (or not) today with Batiuk revisiting to a favorite theme: bashing the U.S. Postal Service.

This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things

Inkwell
November 29, 2012 at 3:11 am
It’s official: Funky is turning into Crankshaft. What kind of time loop led to this?

And I  officially agree with Inkwell’s comment. Funkshaft’s “light at the end of the rainbow” anti-proverb yesterday was the first sign. Today his “by-golly”, finger-wagging indignation has blinded him to the irony of registering his displeasure to the postmaster via e-mail.

Never Say Forever

I’ll let the readers do their own research on “the Mendoza line“, but what Harry is saying is that the Westview P.O. has been underperforming and will be closed down. Funky, thoughtless prick that he is, proceeds to frame his friend’s employment crisis in terms of how it affects him. Too bad about the rental on that P.O. box, douchebag, but those “forever” stamps will probably still be good. Meanwhile, Holly looks around wondering who turned out all the lights.