Rachel is still cleaning up the remnants of Les-a-palooza when in walks the other member of the Wally’s Women Support Group. She has some information for Rachel…who shows her appreciation by stuffing that information into the pocket of her greasy apron, without even “checking it out”. Unfazed by Rachel’s indifference, Becky departs, but not before tossing out a lame comic-book reference.
Rachel must end the conversation abruptly when her x-ray vision reveals to her an out-of-control car about to smash through the wall of the coffee shop.
la gata loca
October 6, 2010 at 12:18 am
Flat Tire sure has a way with people. Just six short panels ago, our little Rachel was perky, confident, smiling, hair nicely done. Now look at the sad, mopey eyed, frazzled- haired hag she’s become.
…and her decline continues for three panels more, while Becky, with Wally officially off her hands, uhh, hand, grows ever more chipper.
“So you and Wally are going out…(Ha ha! Suck-er-r-r-r-r!)”
“Sort of…(bitch.)”
Son of Stuck Funky 