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Scorched Turf

TB’s all over the place this week! Today we find ourselves at the Westview ♫♩ Band ♬ Banquet ♪. Becky uses the occasion to blow sunshine up the ass of her mentor, Harry Dinkle.The sleeve on her blue blazer is pinned up so tight that the torque pulls her mouth completely to the left side of her face.

Dese Nuts

Oh, you just know that somewhere in Batiuk’s studio is a napkin, from Luigi’s of Akron, on which TB has jotted “idea for strip punchline: academia nuts!”

Tell me if reversing the order of panels doesn’t make it funnier:

Cayla, who’s been disparaging the team since the start of the season, decides she’s gonna lighten things up with her little nut gag. The “joke” goes over like a turd in a punchbowl, and she sheepishly puts away her bag o’ nuts, mumbling to herself while Les and Linda offer pitying glances.

You Complete Me

Ha ha ha! Bull asks his new assistant coach if she can “shift her schedule around” after he’s given her the job. Sure hope she’s able to reschedule her cookie baking and quilting bee, and maybe DVR those episodes of Law and Order.

John
January 27, 2012 at 2:04 pm
This woman who he had no idea existed is being subjected to more affection and intimate touches than Bull has shown, well, ANYONE for the past couple of years…If I didn’t know better, I’d say Tom was planting seeds for an adultery arc.

I think that John is (*shudder*) on to something here. Added bonus of that scenario would be that it would free up Linda to finally make her move on Westview’s alpha stud, Les!

Goodbye, Mrs. Chips

Now it’s Cory’s turn to express his outrage at the school’s decision to remove the “vendos”, and Linda gleefully directs him to the “healthy” alternative to potato chips. She’s having a little too much fun with this whole thing.

I Haven't the Fogie-est

Today’s panel 1 reminds me of the recurring “I’m crushing your head! I’m crushing your head!” bit from The Kids in the Hall. And speaking of crushed heads, we’re treated to another 2D profile view of Cory’s dour mug. Instead of occasionally getting his own arc, our favorite juvenile delinquent now exists solely to deliver snide, snotty comments to others.