I don’t even know where to start with today’s strip. What makes “everyone” so certain that tonight’s game is Westview’s for the taking, especially with the She-Goats coming off a loss? Is the other team even lousier? And Cayla’s newly acquired defeatist attitude persists: “The customer is always wrong.” Th’ hell? No, the customer is always right. Anyway, how does that even follow what Les just said? And what percentage of faithful FW readers are gonna get the reference to mythical Cassandra, who was granted the gift of prophecy by the god Apollo? Les should have gone with “Meet my fiancee, the Amazing fucking Kreskin.”
Tag: Cayla
Slam Doink
For those of you just tuning in: All Keisha has to do is make these free throws and we win! Chalk up another “W” for Westvi—DOINK! Hmph. Anyway, when did Cayla completely lose faith in her daughter’s b-ball skillz? Or is the eye-covering just an excuse to show us that rock on her finger?
Tip Off
Just say it, Les: “…and they’re all here to see my little girl…um, our little girls!” Her betrothment to Les is already taking its toll on Cayla: she sports not only the tired-looking eye bags, but has also assumed the proper, gloomy Westview attitute. Think this prophecy is gonna self-fulfill?
Unaccoun-table
See, Les doesn’t want to go on his “mystery trip”, with or without his bride-to-be. So TB stations him in panel 2 between a shelf and a table, to set up the “punchline”. Don’t forget option 3, Les: you can always “shitcan” it. Ingrate.
Whither Thou Goest…I Don't Think So
bad wolf
December 2, 2011 at 9:43 am
Now the part where Les somehow avoids taking Cayla on what would be an amazing honeymoon. Because why would she be interested in Africa?Golobulus
December 3, 2011 at 11:21 am
You know, Les, if you weren’t such an insufferable putz you could’ve used this opportunity to make Cayla really happy ON YOUR HONEYMOON.
Nope, TB’s got other plans for the Kilimanjaro trek, and they don’t include the future Mrs. Les Moore, who graciously withdraws herself from consideration, thus paving the way for next year’s epic daddy/daughter mountaineering arc.
Epicus Doomus
December 3, 2011 at 12:35 am
…You damn well know this guy is going to whine and bitch his way up and down that f*cking mountain while the always-annoying Summer will be quipping and overacting along with him the entire way. Then he’ll come home and brag about it in that irritating, self-depreciating Batomic way of his.
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