(I really hope everyone gets the Fawlty Towers reference in today’s post title!)
Today’s strip might elicit a warm grin if not for the fact that so many Westviewvians, rather than just say what they mean, prefer to waste everyone’s time by speaking in riddles and wry asides:
“I’d like to buy a book.” “You’re in luck! This is a bookstore!”
“I’m in the mood for some pizza.” “Why, that just happens to be what we serve here!”
“Do you like the flowers I sent you, Cayla?” “Yeah, gee, thanks Les, you really went all out…cheap-ass mutha-…”
The Three Faces (so far) of Cayla, L-R: Her debut, Sept. 2008;
her new ‘do, Sept. 2010; Valentine’s Day, 2012
If the gag requires shoehorning in an acute accent for us to understand that it’s not “consume” but “consumé“, then by golly, the gag is pretty weak. TB could’ve spelled it “consommé”; it’d still be correct. Not any funnier, but still correct.
In any event, the look on the face of that Channel 1 reporter (whose last name, I’ll bet, is “Williams”) isn’t a reaction to Bull’s latest Bushka-ism. Rather, he’s startled to see Bull’s head suddenly expanding to the width of his shoulders!
“So Crazy Harry is fifty-two!” No shit, really? Y’know, because he doesn’t look a day under seventy-five! Funky and Holly treat our quinquagenarian postman to a Montoni’s pie with delicious melted wax topping.
Say what you will about Batiuk; he must be a man of faith. How do we know this? Because he takes so many Sundays off! Great birthday tribute by the way…nothing says “happy birthday” like a reminder that “the sands of time are running out”.
I will get around to personally thanking each and every one of you, but for now I want to express my extreme gratitude to everyone who donated to my “Save the Snark” fund drive!
I hope that calling it “Save the Snark” didn’t make things sound too dire…naturally, I was riffing on the “Save the Sports” arc from last fall. The snark wasn’t exactly in danger of going away. But with my current career status (unemployed), things were getting a little tight, and now that monthly web hosting fee is one less thing I’ve gotta worry about.
Even more than the generous cash donations, just the fact that so many of you responded at all was very gratifying. As I said when I made my appeal, SoSF really is an outstanding online community. My challenge is to serve up each day’s strip with my own spin…the post titles are probably the most challenging part (and between you and me, when someone gives me props for the title I do a little dance at my computer). Some days are more challenging than others; sometimes the snark writes itself.
I gather that the majority of regular SoSF snarkers are just like me: longtime readers of this comic (some of us since it began syndication) who, deep down, remember the affection we once had for Funky and his friends. The average snarker has wide ranging tastes, and is conversant in popular culture (particularly newspaper comics!) and sports.
The commenters on this blog are the ones who really provide the rich content; my daily posts are just a hook on which you guys hang the comedy gold.
From the bottom of my heart, thanks again for your generosity.
In one of those flukes of his year-in-advance workflow, TB uncannily predicts the mild winter that most of the U.S. has experienced this year. If, like yours truly, you don’t ski or snowboard and don’t give a rat’s ass if it never snows ’til next year, you have The Cheapest Man in Westview to thank.
(I really hope everyone gets the Fawlty Towers reference in today’s post title!)
The Three Faces (so far) of Cayla, L-R: Her debut, Sept. 2008;
Son of Stuck Funky 
