Principals of Pizza

Here’s a rather unusual Christmas Eve tradition that comes out of nowhere: serving Westview’s homeless a sumptuous Christmas dinner…of pizza. Yellow pizza, pepperoni not optional. Would it kill Funky to put out a tray of eggplant parm, and maybe a nice salad?

May I ask my veterans and service people in the audience: does Cory have to wear his uniform while he’s home on leave? Did he leave any civilian clothes in his bedroom, or just his comic book collection?

Holly for Nothing and Your Smirks for Free

Just how far did they go to get that Christmas tree? It was nighttime when Cory surprised his ‘rents at the tree lot. Now as they bring the tree inside it appears to be daytime. I’m also wondering if this is the first time in forty-one Funky years that Holly’s name has been used in a Christmas-y pun.

When What to My Wondering Eyes Should Appear

So Batiuk’s annual e-card showing Funky and Ed Crankshaft fighting over the last tree in the lot was just a mere bit o’ whimsy. While I’m a sucker for those heartwarming “Soldier on leave surprises family” videos, all I keep thinking about when I see today’s strip is camo-clad Cory, newly minted killing machine, stealthily stalking his parents between rows of Douglas firs, waiting, just waiting for the right moment to make his presence known…

Got to Have a Jones for This, Jones for That

I hope Cory survives Afghanistan long enough to enjoy his complete Starbuck Jones collection: at this rate it will take Holly until June to round up all seven issues. Today’s comic cover comes courtesy of Batiuk’s fellow midwesterner, Bob Layton. Naturally, TB applies his own magic touch, weirdly inserting the robot from Joe Staton’s SJ #7 cover at the top. As for the bottom: Holly shows off her newly acquired comics-grading vocabulary, fat Funky’s thoughts immediately turn to food, and the rest of us shudder to think what else John might have in his collection with pages that are “aged and creamy”.