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Via flashback, Batiuk resurrects the other character whom he famously killed off. I guess the Westview football coaches really do have to talk to the media. And back when “Bull” Bushka was still playing (I’m guessing that’s him in panel 3, holding his helmet and weeping), their coach was…I don’t know, some guy. Young Ed Crankshaft, perhaps? Well, he does share Ed’s doorknob-esque nose, as well as his “is-he-being-sarcastic-or-is-he-really-that-clueless” worldview.
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!
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The parade of men that are far more capable of pleasing Holly than Funky ever dreamed of continue to stream through the Winkerbean Household. The bar isn’t exactly set high; someone that doesn’t consider talking about the difficulties of urinating with a shrunken urethra as foreplay is a good start. By the looks of things in panel 2, Holly is chomping at the bit to get Bull to look at the “computer” back in the bedroom. As for the punchline in panel three, I think people just want to get the hell away from Funky’s days-old shirt and pee-stained sweatpants.
As some seniors whom we’ve never met don their caps ‘n’ gowns, the faculty partakes in some shady backstage dealings. As we witnessed awhile back, the closest thing to amusement in Westview is bitterly placing wagers to see who is the most miserable.
Cynthia Summers was unavailable, so the school had to scramble to line up Sigmund Freud as celebrity commencement speaker.
Son of Stuck Funky 