Khan is back! Sort of. I mean, he’s there to deliver what I think is supposed to be some sort of wry observational wit but other than that he’s not doing much more than handing Rachel a pizza for a non-existent customer. I’m hoping this isn’t a set-up for a week full of Khan and Rachel getting closer and all lovey-dovey, ’cause we can only take so many love triangles in Westview.
Guess blogger David Orth here, filling in while TFHackett takes care of his aunt’s cat while she’s out of town. I have seen the future and it’s going to hard to be punny this week but bear with me!
Not much to say about today’s strip, other than I seem to recall a certain now very dead Lisa having a similar comic-cover panel showing her as Wonder Woman and fighting cancer. We all know how that turned out, right, huh?
It’s also exasperating that, even with a buff body and thankfully-shaded package that Funky is still able to deliver stilted dialog that no one would ever say.
Say it with me. I live. I am alive!
Linda: “…come to think of it…Bull’s relationship with me is like a dysfunctional marriage…”
Extra Saturday treat:
One of TB’s classic hatchet-faced female profiles!
Note from TFH: I’m handing over the helm of the good ship SoSF for a week to trusted first mate DavidO…I’m not going anywhere, my brain just needs a rest! I’ll be joinin’ you lubbers below decks as we sail the seas of snark!
The novelty of Cayla’s new look is short-lived (although it may have had its intended effect: note the public display of affection by Les in P2), and again, Les turns the discussion back to himself. Anyway, it’s nice to see the couple attending a sporting event in which their daughters are not participating. On the other hand, what the hell else is there to do on a Friday night in Westview?
Wait! There goes Owen! Yo! Owen! Come back here and tell us how miserable your summer was! Where’s Cody? Hey! Hey, where ya goin’? Owen? Get back here and give us something to talk about instead of this lame story arc!
Son of Stuck Funky 