Tag: comma eyes

Futz Said Funky

Just two strips ago, Funky was being a pill to the office’s receptionist for a joke he completely walked into… and yet here he is in today’s strip indignant that Dr. Droopy won’t sanction his buffoonery. Stay in your lane, Funky. Les is supposed to be the guy who gets huffy when other people make jokes but then expects everyone to laugh at his pathetic stabs at humor.

I was going to suggest that Dr. Droopy here was being presumptuous here bringing up Captain Kirk, not that it would make Funky any less insufferable. I thought perhaps Funky was referencing the legend of Admiral David Farragut or perhaps he is actually a big fan of the band Pain, regionally-popular purveyors of late-90s pop punk (from whom I pilfered, purloined, and repurposed today’s post-title). But nope… a brief search of the SOSF archives reveals that, in a rare bit of Batiukverse continuity, Dr. Droopy is correctly referencing when Funky previously pulled this miserable excuse for a joke back in August 2019.

Callback or not, Funky ought to be tossed out of the doctor’s office window.

DVR You Serious?

ComCast your eyes away from today’s strip if you don’t want the unvarnished TRUTH! If this strip doesn’t make you believe in the conspiracy between big cable and America’s ophthalmologists, then I don’t know what will. The doctor all but admits it!

This doctor, though, I feel like I’ve seen him before…

Can’t quite put my finger on where, but I’ve definitely seen him before.

Comed-eye Central

Today’s strip is best read in print… on a popsicle stick, or maybe a Laffy Taffy wrapper. I would even guess TB took lifted this gag wholesale from a Bazooka Joe strip but for, um… obvious reasons.

My only question is, where is this snarky Funky when Les gets to thinking he’s Shecky Greene?

It’s What’s For Dinner

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Oh, that’s some real pleasant imagery there, Holly. I guess Westview doesn’t have a dry cleaner shop, which isn’t really too surprising given what these idiots wear on a daily basis. Suddenly the Winkerbeans are like a low-budget “Lockhorns”, something absolutely no one anywhere was clamoring for. Sigh.

Two Hundred And Forty Five Pounds And A Six-Pack To His Name

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Um, yeah. That Funky sure is fat. Still is, too. This really got tedious fast, you know? Like I said yesterday, “Funky is fat” isn’t the worst FW arc you can get, but it sure would help if the gags were, you know, funny or something. I do like Holly’s comma eyes in panel two, though, as comma eyes are rarely used properly, as they are here today.