Tag: comics

Spongiform Desires

Because today’s strip is about comical books, Mr. Oddnoc has enlisted perennial sophomores Owen and Cody to do the daily commentary. They will provide the puerile perspective and gravitas that Batominc bloviating about comic books warrants.

Cody: OMG, dude, I drew a better splash page when I was in first grade.

Owen: Totally! This Chester guy is pretty fat, even for an old guy.

Cody: Yeah, he must be, like, 30.

Owen: He’s got, like, double chins everywhere. Like, even on the back of his head.

Cody: Holy s——t, dude! Who’s that freaky kid? Why does his head come out of a sheet?

Owen: I think it’s supposed to be Chester. Look at all the chins!

I Like My Comics Like I Like My Steaks

Because today’s strip is about comical books, Mr. Oddnoc has enlisted perennial sophomores Owen and Cody to do the daily commentary. They will provide the puerile perspective and gravitas that Batominc bloviating about comic books warrants.

Cody: Doesn’t John have a bunch of Starbuck Jones books?

Owen: Yeah, he says they’re not worth much, but there’s a guy up in Stately Manor, Ohio, who overpays for ’em.

Cody: Mr. Oddnoc says we’re in this comic strip. Thats f——ed up!

Owen: Dude, dude, who talks like that: “which makes the issues ultra-rare and difficult to find”?

Cody: Mister—ha ha!—Mister—snort!—I—I—can’t—hahaha…

Owen: Hee hee! M—M—M—Moooooooooooooore!

Oddnoc (aside): The kids are alright.

Supremely Supreme & Universal

Because today’s strip is about comical books, Mr. Oddnoc has enlisted perennial sophomores Owen and Cody to do the daily commentary. They will provide the puerile perspective and gravitas that Batominc bloviating about comic books warrants.

Cody: That guy’s bald.

Owen: He has a cool goatee.

Cody: I wonder if John knows that guy. You know, if we ever get out of high school, do you think we—

Owen: —could be professional komix kollektors‽

Cody: No, yell at dumb women who know nothing of comics!

Batominc Lawyer (off stage): Cease! I say cease, son! Listen to me when I’m talking to you! Desist!

Oddnoc (off stage): Don’t forget to mention the giant mo‘ai profile in panel 2!

Daddy Starbucks

Jeeves! What is this awful creature you’ve let in? It looks like an orangutan in drag. Oh dear me, it speaks! How dreadful!

So we finally meet Mr. Hagglemore in today’s strip and sure enough, he’s every bit the perception the 99.5% have of the .5% you could imagine. All that’s lacking is a white cat for him to stroke.

I wonder what he did to earn the Golden Popeye Award shown in Panel 3?

The Dork Funk Returns

Once again, technology, not limited to and including digital cameras, emails, faxes, overnight packages and scanners don’t exist in Westview, necessitating a long car ride for Holly to visit Pete to look at some original art of Mister Sponge that she thinks she can trade for the last couple Starbucks Jones comics she needs. Wow, as today’s strip, shows, this stuff writes itself!

Actually, this isn’t a bad ploy, Holly.. not a bad ploy at all.

I mean, I someone I sort of knew showed up at my doorstep having just driven 800 miles and said their adult son who is in the military collected comic books and hey, could I give up my signed George Lucas Lightsaber so she could trade it for the last two comics he needed, I’d have to have a heart of stone to say no.

I’m betting Holly’s lip can quiver with the best of them when faced with the prospect of driving back to Ohio without the original Mister Sponge art she needs.

All of this sounds convoluted and insane. How do we even know Hagglemore *likes* or *wants* anything to do with Mr. Sponge? Sorry, lady, I only collect D.C..

You would think Holly would have at least spoken with the guy before driving across the country to hassle Pete.