In the Funkiverse, proper etiquette dictates that one prefaces his or her text messages with a proper salutation, just like a letter; hence, “Dear Cody”.
Tag: cellphone
Anono-monotony
My goodness, this week’s arc is just going nowhere. I’m tired and can’t even muster the snark for this, so I’m just gonna run this one up the flagpole and let y’all have at it!
Someone Clever and Fun
I wonder if there’s a correlation ‘twixt the volume of text in a week of FW’s and the suckiness of that week’s plotline? ‘Cause again today we see Cody and Owen dwarfed by looming clouds of verbiage, including Cody’s expository “In her answer to my text message, Summer said…” Cody decides to “ratchet up the relationship” (which doesn’t yet exist) by sending the object of his affection the 21st century equivalent of a mixtape. Allow me to suggest the opening track:
Some Restrictions Apply
If you don’t already know: looking for logic (or continuity, or humor) in Funky Winkerbean is futile. Today’s case in point: if Cody sent Summer a “restricted text message”, how the hell was she able to send a reply? Also worthy of note: in one of those flukes of his year-in-advance production schedule, Batiuk gets in a timely reference to the recently (finally) engaged Brangelina.
Bold Text
Cody understands that the way to a senior jock girl’s heart (especially one “who made the winning…”) is a restricted text message, and he shares with Owen his “bold and decisive” plan to surreptitiously stalk Summer.
Son of Stuck Funky 
