Cody – Page 24 – Son of Stuck Funky

I’m at a Loss to Come Up with a Title Here. Sorry.

Sgt. Saunders
February 3, 2012 at 12:43 am
This is the bottom of the stupid barrel. Earlier in the week Owen was oblivious—he maintained he had done nothing wrong. Now, it seems he knows what “gave it away”. Query how he could think that he had tipped his hand when he didn’t know he was doing anything wrong in the first place. Owwww. My head hurts.

Yup. After feigning innocence/ignorance when confronted by Mr. Moore, it turns out the little turd was aware all along that copying his assignment from Wikipedia was the wrong thing to do. Why else would Owen have been prepared to offer an excuse? And Les’ reputation for being lax on plagiarists seems to have gotten around: his is the only class where one could expect extra credit for doing no work…

And yes, “shanked” is already in the Batiuktionary…it was added after Maddie used it in the course of her plagiarism arc.

No Mo' Vendo

The boys have reached the fifth stage of grief: acceptance. Don’t worry, guys: between those mashed potatoes and gravy and water from the drinking fountain, you’re sure to get more than your share of ingredients that are bad for you.

Snack-a-lacka!

Linda the Lunch Cop has rounded up a couple of perps for “in-school detention” (as opposed to what?). In their quest to satisfy their snack food “jones”, Cody and Owen have (gasp!) violated the sanctity of the faculty workroom! Cody attempts to look nonchalant while Principal Nate looks ready to go to work on our homies here with a pair of pliers and a blowtorch.

Fountain of Stupid

Yep, nothin’ like a cold bottle of “pop” from the “vendo”! The boys are having a hard time coming to grips with the loss of the vending machines. I would take Linda to task for condescending to Owen and Cody (“It’s called a drinking fountain”), but Owen is so dense, chances are that he actually needed this explained to him.

Vendo, Vidi, Vici

120110

Life has just commenced to suck even worse for the students of Westview High. Gone are the snack vending machines, leaving only faint shadows on the wall to mark their former location. Apparently Linda has been stationed there to serve as a grief counselor for the traumatized students.

(Aside to our Ohio friends: do they really call vending machines “vendos”? Sounds like some Nadsat slang from A Clockwork Orange.)