No Quarter Given

Meanwhile back in 1973, Donald/Donna has beaten Crazy Harry, whose young self must have already stormed out of the pizzeria. Mister Tony Montoni is not impressed; he’s only concerned that The Eliminator’s prowess deprives him of revenue (hey: a single quarter in 1973 represents $1.77 in today’s money). Speaking of money, I believe that time-traveling Donna and Harry are visible to everyone else. Did they order a slice? Did they bring some pre-1973 currency with which to pay their tab without revealing that they are from the future?

It’s been fun (mostly) posting this week’s “Untold Tale,” and I hope TB has some more of these in the works for us to rip apart. Thanks to you all for reading and commenting!

The Hands of Time

billytheskink
June 26, 2024 at 12:22 pm
Given what Donna had to say about the helmet in that April 2022 story arc where Crazy creeped out Act I Lisa…she pretty much considers it to be a hallucinogen. Or at least that’s her cover story.

Since colorist Rob Ro didn’t show, I’ve added a touch of color. Click to see today’s B/W strip.

So: skeptic Donna acknowledges that the helmet is indeed “scientifically advanced” and “magically endowed,” and that the time travel effects are in fact not hallucinations caused by the trippy and possibly toxic fumes emanating from the helmet’s cheap plastics. Also, she’s time-traveled with Crazy on prior occasions. Got it. At least Batty and Burchette have taken the effort to change the appearance of Montoni’s storefront between the present and the past.

Helmet Head

Hello again dear readers, I hope everyone’s having a wonderful summer so far.

Having to snark on fresh Funky for the first time since December of ’22 is already getting to me. And it’s only Wednesday. But it gives me a chance to reconnect with you all, the long-suffering readers and unsalaried but dedicated team members. I mainly lurk on SoSF lately, but it does me good to see comments from old regulars and more recent commenters. Deepest thanks to comicbookharriet and Banana Jr. 6000 for crafting stellar content, allowing Epicus and me to rest on our meager laurels. And an extra tip of the SoSF straw boater to the aforementioned bj6K for tipping us off (“You guys aren’t going to believe this shit”) to this first installment of Funky Winkerbean’s Untold Tales.

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Born To Be Mild

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Once again, I’d like to sincerely thank all of our fantastic SoSF guest hosts, both past and present. The effort you all put into it didn’t not go unnoticed, no matter how awful the arc you got stuck with might have been. You were all anchors, lynch pins, vital cogs in the daily SoSF machine, and I’m going to miss dealing with all of you.

Sniff. The fact that Harley, which isn’t even his name, easily found work in a public school says plenty about the Westview Board Of Ed’s hiring practices, especially in the 1970s.

“Welcome to WHS, Mr. Gacy. Would you care to tell me a little something about yourself?”

“Well, I really like clowns.”

“Terrific! You’re hired! The mop and bucket are over there, and the children are that way!”

Some guy tells me his name is “Harley Davidson” and I’d be all like “yeah, and I’m Lamborghini Ferrari, nice to meet you”. The guy was literally running around “nudging” high school students for the purpose of having them breed. That aspect of this story is really downright creepy when you think about it. “I NEED to make the geek and the nebbish fornicate…but how??”. Shudder.

Great Moments In FW Arc Recap History

Sept. 15-27, 2014
Scapegoats Football! The team endure Bull’s haranguing on team picture day. Owen is pressed into service when the first the team mascot and then the ‘Goats’ wide receiver succumb to the flu, and scores a winning Westview touchdown in the unlikeliest of fashions.

Good ol’ Owen. At the time, it seemed highly, highly unlikely, but I’ve actually grown just a little nostalgic about Chullo Boy and his oily sidekick, Cody. I mean hey, at least they weren’t in their nineties, and had discernible personalities. Owen was kind of a dumb, greasy scumbag, and Cody was something of a pitiful pervert, which is a hell of a lot more than I could say about Flash or Phil or Ruby or Batton aka The Geriatric Patrol. It’s kind of hard to believe it was all that long ago. I don’t believe we ever saw Owen and Cody again after graduation, unless they popped up in the background of a Komix Korner arc or something. I wonder what became of them? I assume Owen is employed at a vape shop, while Cody is probably heavily into crypto and meme stocks. And Alex is surely employed at a seedy tattoo shop, somewhere on the edge of town, next to a massage parlor and, well, another vape shop. These are best-case scenarios, of course.