“Harry, while you’re here shuffling around my office and taking up my time, do feel free to go through my file cabinets.”
How could Harry come up with a formation that spelled “BUY BAND CANDY” “with only nine kids in the band“? Welcome to the intersection of unfunny and illogical.
Here is a link to today’s hilarity.
“With all of those instruments swinging around…people will be losing arms teeth! I meant teeth! Dammit! Get a prosthesis already! Embezzle the band fund if you have to!”
Becky admires a framed shot of the Marching Scapegoats’ controversial 1969 halftime show, entitled Autumn of Love. The program included songs from the hit musical Hair. The nude finale, while extremely popular with the fans, nearly cost Dinkle his job as band director. The band members’ inability to “march in a straight line” in those days was largely due to rampant use of hallucinogens.
The reference today is to the “script Ohio” signature formation of the Ohio State University Marching Band.
I suppose that “with only nine kids in the band”, they’d have had one marcher for each letter in W-E-S-T-V-I-E-W. Plus one to dot the “i”.
I’ll say this for Harry Dinkle: he’s the one character in this strip who looks like his old self in flashbacks. A few weeks ago, college-age Les was depicted without his helmet hair and picture-window specs, looking almost manly. TB has had less success updating Cindy Summers’ narwhal-inspired 80s coif. And during Funky’s flashback last summer, teenage Holly was transformed from a Picasso-eyed ditz into Britney Spears. But classic Dinkle retains his character, with his low-slung Gestapo hat and airline pilot uniform. Nowadays, however, he’s just another of TB’s doughy, indistinguishable, cranky old white men.
Son of Stuck Funky 
