“But I don’t think you understand what you’re taking on here.” Wonder if anyone said that to Bull when he undertook Summer’s “knee-hab”? Anyway, more than enough smirks to go around in today’s strip. Bull’s a “teacher”, huh? I’m reminded of a quote by one of TB’s (and Les’) idols, Woody Allen: “Those who can’t do, teach, and those who can’t teach, teach gym.”
Doing More with Les
It’s revenge, that’s what it is. After Summer’s blew out her knee, did Les seek out the top physical therapists to guide his daughter’s recovery? Nope. Bull showed up to volunteer, and Les stepped aside and let him have at ‘er. Summer and her knee have never forgotten this. So she’s enlisted Bull to give her Dad some personal “training”.
Climb Time
Didn’t see this coming, did you? You did if you read this blog. Batiuk told us this was coming last September.
Les long ago ceded control of his life to the women in it (living and dead). Cayla has conveniently already excused herself from the Kili trek by invoking the “black people don’t camp” rule. So the stage is set for Les and Summer’s Excellent Adventure…
Summer of Summer
Makes sense that a Dad who waits until May of his daughter’s senior year to look at schools should wait until the day after graduation to ask if she’s planning to attend basketball camp. Summer’s following Mom’s pithy advice: she’s about to tell Les of her plans to “follow her heart” and elope with Keisha.
Endless Mom
A tip of the Son of Stuck Funky mortarboard to guest blogger David O for letting me have a week off!
Sgt. Saunders
June 3, 2012 at 9:15 am
…I feel sure a tape from Our Lisa the Howling Succubus is just around the corner for Butch. Graduation? Lis won’t be able to skip graduation.
Sure enough, Ghost Mom recorded a tape for this occasion. Summer dons cap ‘n’ gown (which have magically turned from white to red) and leans in close to listen to her own personal commencement speech as Les lurks nearby to bask in St. Lisa’s heavenly cathode radiance.
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