Good LORD what the HELL is going on with Coach Hunter’s schnozz? It’s like his face grew a handle or something. He could be “Crankshaft’s” stunt double. Otherwise, yawn. I guess this beats another year of having Bull standing around the practice field cracking wry with Les about how much the Scapegoats suck, but still, this is as tedious as it gets. In the last few weeks he’s done two “bullying” arcs. In the first one, no one actually gets bullied at all and in this one the bullying victims don’t even mind. Real cutting edge stuff there, Tom. During his next puff interview in the Akron Sunday paper he’ll be crowing about “addressing” the “issue” of “bullying” and oh, how we’ll laugh and laugh. Somehow he’s managed to do a “bullying” arc that features no bullying at all AND a football team arc that features no football and gags about how much WHS sucks even though they don’t anymore. Kind of remarkable, really.
Tag: Anon-O-Character
Running Up The Snore
Where have you gone, Jarod Posey? A lonely nation turns its eyes toward you….wooo hoo hoo. So I guess the big “joke” here is that now the Scapegoats are the ones humiliating their opponents instead of the other way around. Hold on for a second, I have to regain my composure after all that hearty and totally unforced laughter.
Anyhow, some parent from Optimism High (boy does that get even less funny every single time, I’ll tell you what) has filed some sort of “anti-bullying” (and wow, am I sick of typing those words) complaint against the idiot Bull for running up the score. When it used to happen to the Goats it was just more morose downtrodden hilarity but now when they do it, it’s downright actionable. Unfunny, implausible and stupid, aka the FW trifecta.
Back-Cake
Again: was there not one person (besides Funky) whom Dinkle could’ve enlisted to help him organize this party? All the stress has this poor old man ready to plotz. There’s “all the secret invitations” (how many? Forty? Fifty tops, give the size of Montoni’s)…Ordering a cake (and then having to ensure that Funky would be there Sunday morning to take receipt of same)…Burning a whole CD! As far as the decorations, granted, that little twat at Party City was pretty mean to you. Why not treat yourself to a nice, relaxing massage? You enjoyed the one you got in Vegas that time, right? No?
Well Aisle Be
Say it with me now: “Funky Winkerbean is a reality-based comic strip that depicts contemporary issues affecting young adults in a thought-provoking and sensitive manner.” Today’s contemporary issue: young adults working in retail are constantly bothered at their jobs by really, really old people who wanna like, buy stuff.
One In The Bush
At first I thought this was another variation on “Les & Funky are slow”, until I realized what was really going on here. Lo and behold, a pee-pee gag. First one since “Fred’s fake yelp of pain when toilet seat falls” gag from the stroke arc, as far as I can recall. Mild chuckle worthy! Les doesn’t have any dialog! (Although I could have done without the disdainful look in panel two. What a dick.) This is rare, enjoy the silence!
Son of Stuck Funky 
