I know, there’s no shade; it’s a pretty big window through which Cayla spies the “man” of her dreams swilling cheap bubbly with his erstwhile stalker. Cayla, sweetie, you gotta get up pret-ty early in the morning to get the jump on Susan. Why not join the party? Go ahead and crack that bottle…right over Susan’s head. Then use the jagged neck of the bottle to carve up Les.
This Will End in Tears
Susan arrives in her station wagon with a bottle of Cold Duck to toast Les’ “success”. Les goes from “What’s this all about?” to “POP!” before Susan can even explain what she’s doing there. But, uh-oh…his soon-to-be used-to-be is peepin’ sadly through the door. Nice peripheral vision, Les!
Les! I Mean Yes!
Susan is a teacher, right? So shouldn’t she be in front of a classroom, rather than lurking outside the principal’s office, waiting for the latest dispatch from His Lessness? And her “wanking” hand gesture is even more workplace-inappropriate than Nate’s snapping of Cayla’s bra strap. What goes on in this “high school”?
'berry Me
Les’ masterpiece continues its inexorable, glacial slide toward seeing the light of day in print. Following their meeting about nothing (at least he didn’t have to hop a plane for this one), Les’ face still bears that self-satisfied smirk; that is, until panel 3, where he recoils in horror as Will Underwood leans in a little too close to deliver the punchline.
Could Be a Book Deal Here
Inside the big pink building, Will Underwood puts Les at ease by describing the “direct inverse correlation” between poor grades and good writing talent. I’d like to see this theory proven outside the realm of this comic strip, because it makes no sense. But if Will says it’s so, that’s good enough for me.
Son of Stuck Funky 