Bad wordplay reigns supreme today (shocking, I know) as Fitness Girl continues to feed the Funk Man more straight lines, a trend I assume (sigh) will continue for at least the rest of the week. If we’re lucky. I likewise assume it’s only a matter of time before Batiuk draws a “correlation” between “curls” and “curly fries” (he can have that gag free of charge, BTW). I keep sort of hoping that Funky and Fitness Girl wind up running off together and Montoni’s goes under after Wally refuses to come out from under the back booth but I dunno, it seems like a longshot. Although he could (and has) do a lot worse. I’d really like to know a lot more about FG…who’s she married to, what kind of pizzeria and/or comic book store does he (or she, as the case may be) own and operate, how did his (or her) first wife die…you know, the FW basics. Although that’s probably asking a lot from a guy who hasn’t yet fleshed out characters he’s been using for forty-plus years.
Tag: Funky
Dummmmm…Dummmmmmm
It’s almost hard to believe that the same guy responsible for last week’s atrocious jokes was also responsible for this terrible-yet-not-quite-as-bad gag, isn’t it? Apparently our old friend Fitness Girl isn’t just a trainer but some sort of all-purpose Fitness Guru. I honestly don’t care either way, as I’m still basking in the post-Adeela era, like someone who’s crawling out of a bomb shelter on a dismal drizzly day and is just thrilled to have survived at all. And besides, seeing Funky in physical pain is oddly satisfying, like when you look at the cricket you just whomped with your shoe. It’d be WAY more satisfying if it were Les but I suppose you can’t have everything.
Breaking Fat
First of all, let’s all take a moment to salute everyone on the SoSF staff, especially those who endured that SEVEN WEEK Wally fiasco. May we never speak of or have to type “Adeela” again.
Yep, we all needed a break after THAT debacle. Normally a “Funky goes to the gym” arc would have me reaching for the cyanide gun but right now it’s like the first really nice day of spring, all full of hope and invigorating. That will wear off by tomorrow, mind you, but still. This is FW and you take your pleasures where you find them. So the eternally fat Funky is at the gym with Fitness Girl, complaining about something and etc. No tornado sirens, no PTSD, no stilted dialog…by God it’s almost downright PLEASANT. It’s all relative, as they say. Sure, it’s ridiculous how he keeps working with a trainer he hates and how he never loses any weight but who cares, anything is a welcome change after seven weeks of Wally’s nonsense.
How Les Got His Groove Back
Today’s strip was not available for preview. Rumor among industry insiders is it was pulled at the last minute when editors realized it was an extremely explicit and detailed portrayal of Les and Cayla engaging in their traditional “Les and Lisa” roleplaying. Those in the know say that the original strip and all its printings have been burned, and the ashes dumped into the deepest part of the sea. Those unfortunate enough to witness the strip are being given the best counseling and seeing eye dogs available.
So here’s today’s strip. You know what is one of the best things about comics as a medium? I’d say it’s how you can pair funny or engaging writing with exciting, dynamic visuals. Or you can just have two unattractive people in a bland, boring house stare silently at a TV while you copy and paste in jokes from “Funniest Football Banter of All Time, Volume 3”.
Coming up tomorrow-the nightmare continues, only this time with the talented and witty Epicus Doomus in charge!
We Have A Diet of Terrible Strips
Ugh. It’s yet another obvious filler strip, made with even less effort than usual.
Panel 1-Funky: “I’m going on a diet!”
Panel 2-Funky-“I’m not going on a diet, I’m just going to stick to my current diet!”
And why is Holly asking for clarification here? “Plant-based diet” is extremely self-explanatory. Is there an auto plant nearby, and how does Funky know what they eat? I have a feeling Batiuk just heard someone mention a plant based diet and in his pun-obsessed mind tried to come up with some punchline based on the multiple meanings of plant.
Rejected first drafts of this strip: (ha, like Batiuk rejects any idea that pops into his head)
“I’m going on a liquid diet! I’m going to eat whatever I want, and wash it done with a liquid!”
“I’m going on a Happy Meal diet! I’ll only eat “meals” that make me “happy”!”
“I’m going on the donkey diet! If you try to tell me what to eat, I’ll tell you to kiss my ass!”
Son of Stuck Funky 
