Nate’s “through talking about this”? To whom has he been talking? When Roberta burst into his office, he wearily dismissed her. Now the threat of a walkout sends him into a desk-pounding fury—that’s the fiery Principal Nate we all know! Seeing this side of her boss makes Cayla suddenly feel all melty-like.
Mommy Deadest
I’m struggling with guilt over hating today’s strip, but come on. This is just layin’ it on with a trowel. I could maybe allow myself to give TB a pass if not for Summer’s constant smirk. What’s with her face in panel 5 (right)? Looks like she’s planning a heist.
All of us have dealt with the loss of a loved one. In Funkiverse time, it’s 14½ years since her sainted Mom passed away, but thanks to the combination of Les’ prolonged grieving and a seemingly infinite collection of beyond-the-grave videos, Summer feels compelled to go through this ritual year after year. There’s a difference between fond remembrance and…I dunno, insanity.
I can’t wait for Funky’s pilgrimage to Bedside Manor next month.
Quizlings
Jeffcoat Wayne
May 11, 2012 at 12:22 am
How fortunate Summer just happened to pass by, and how extra fortunate she just happens to have everyone’s cell number programmed into her phone.
Indeed, and now “everyone” is prepared to walk out. I bet Owen comes out with that “With great power comes great responsibility” quote five or six times a day, whether or not it applies (and here it does not). Cody, meanwhile, still feeling the effects of his abuse at the hands of Wedgeman, has accepted his insignificance.
Westboro Meets Westview
“So what’s up with all of this?” Turns out that Roberta is not the only intolerant jerk in Westview. She’s merely the ringleader to at least a dozen others, and boy, are they pissed! It’s an ugly mob in every sense of the word.
Doesn’t like gays, but has huge purple polka dots on his sleeve.
“GOD HATES
THE FLINTSTONES”
What’s Lisa
doing here?
And I am very surprised at
Kevin the Midget.
Eff this guy.
Seriously.
Look out! She’s got
the crazy eye!
Fortunately, who should happen by but Summer Moore, defender of the defenseless, who instantly springs into action to organize a counter-demonstration. Hell, instead of a cellphone, why doesn’t TB have her pull a can of spinach out of her hoodie, gulp it down and then proceed to beat the crap out of the demonstrators? She’s that awesome! Oh, right… we still have three more weeks to fill…
I Don't Dink So
Professional retiree Harry Dinkle brings to three the number of senior citizens hanging around Westview high school for no apparent reason. I’ve got a feeling he wouldn’t be too crazy about the idea of a same-sex couple (a male couple, anyway) going to prom. He’s just better at hiding his prejudice than righteous Roberta. Becky tries to foist off on Dinkle the job of talking her mother “down off her high horse”, based on the fact that he had to deal with Roberta when she was a band mom, some three decades ago.
