Tag: Buddy

Tongue Tied and Twistered

hitorque
October 30, 2018 at 9:06 am
…If the Funkyverse was in Kansas, then this would be a mere Tornado Siren Test and nobody would raise an eyebrow…

timbuysOctober 30, 2018 at 4:24 pm
I grew up in Illinois. We had (still do? I dunno) those. Growing up, I can recall at least two times when they went off for the real deal. The second time was when I was on my college’s quad with some friends…

Finally somebody stops to check on the still-hunkered down study buddies, who in the wake of the perceived threat have progressed from quarreling to finishing each other’s sentences. Buddy continues to minister to his master by licking his hand. Buddy, by the way, has been in Wally’s life for nearly eight years; so long in fact that his once golden fur has turned gray.

I Think It’s…Stupid…

Still no big reveal as to the source of the scary orange capital R’s, but while these two were experiencing their respective flashbacks, something happened to put them both on the ground. I don’t suppose panicked Wally tackled Adeela, else she’d be running away shrieking. Having the other students walking by instead of stopping to offer assistance is probably the most realistic human behavior Batiuk’s depicted in months. Also, while we are all fond of Buddy, he’s pretty useless as a service animal.

The Way Things RRRRRRRRRRR

Big ups to billytheskink for enduring the last two weeks of this “significant” arc. As Billy pointed out yesterday…

…Professor Forehead never assigned partners, he just told students to pair up themselves. He is not going to be able to assign these two new partners without breaking groups up, and if he is like most of my college professors, he is not going to care much about this melodrama.

Seriously, you’d think two adults–Wally must be pushing 40, right?–could put aside “the differences between us” and just suck it up and finish whatever nebulous assignment they’ve been paired up for and move on. Nope. But at least something is…well, not happening but starting to happen. The unlikely study partners are startled by a row of red R’s that are presumably a sound effect. An air raid siren? A snarling tiger? Roy Orbison?

(Programming note: Tuesday’s strip won’t appear until midnight eastern, so expect the dreaded placeholder post…same deal Thursday as we begin a new month)

Agreed-gious

Today’s strip is the worst thing we’ve seen in this story arc yet. It is everything wrong with every strip so far in this story arc scaled up into a Sunday strip: it is boring, nothing has really been accomplished (we all saw “talk to the professor” coming last Wednesday), Buddy doesn’t do anything, we learn nothing about either Wally or Adeela, we still don’t know what class this group project is even for. I guess it is missing a photo album corner flashback, but that is pretty much it.

Not only that, it is riddled with errors:
– There is no “mistake”. Professor Forehead never assigned partners, he just told students to pair up themselves. He is not going to be able to assign these two new partners without breaking groups up, and if he is like most of my college professors, he is not going to care much about this melodrama.
– This is not the first time these two have agreed. They agreed that they didn’t like each other’s clothes not three strips ago.
– These two also don’t have any significant history of disagreement beyond their apparent clothing-based assumptions about each other. They’ve known each other for maybe 2 hours. The debate about what table to sit at is quite literally the only disagreement we’ve seen between them.

And with that, I’m relieved to be handing this nutria dropping of a story arc off to our esteemed captain TFHackett.

Slowly they turned

Hark! A breakthrough in today’s strip! In a shocking spectacle that no one saw coming, Wally and Adeela are both going to ask Professor Forehead to assign them to different partners for this group project!

For all of the issues this story arc may have or may still find itself wading into, it’s worst crime may well be that it is unbelievably boring. I’m sorry, I don’t know what else to say.