Dreck the Halls

I’ll tell ya what’s “disturbing”: check out the way Holly’s reindeer is sniffing Les’ reindeer’s butt!

Why does Holly find Funky’s singing “disturbing”? It’s because she knows it’s one more manifestation of the Montoni’s Curse.

The premature aging has already taken its toll (look how young Tony and Funky looked in 2006)…

Then it’s on to the mangling of familiar, well-known song lyrics

What’s next? Embarrassing personalized greeting cards?

Oktobertext

A tip o’ the SoSF leopardskin pillbox hat to the estimable DavidOrth
for once again taking over the blogging reins this past week!

Quality time spent with Dad sure isn’t what it used to be. These days poor Dad’s presence is barely acknowledged by his self-absorbed, distractable child. What’s changed? Why, it’s because of those newfangled “cell phones”! This strip’s anti-technology drumbeat is starting to give me a migraine. Are there any 21st century contrivances that aren’t making life in Westview worse instead of better?

Sunday Funday

Last day to comment on Friday’s post for a chance to win your own copy of Lisa’s Story!

You know what? I like today’s strip! I like it because in recreating a couple Act I scenes, TB has actually recalled the cartoony style of that period. Funky, Les and Crazy Harry, Holly and Cindy are their old 70s and 80s selves again. The punchlines are nothing to write home about, but I’ll settle for gentle humor over hamfisted melodrama any day of the week.

Anniversary Schmaltz

Finally: a respite from Les!

The titular character and his missus are celebrating their anniversary, at…where else? Montoni’s! And according to this news item, “Tom Batiuk, the cartoonist, specifically requested the use of the song as a loving tribute to his wife for their 40th wedding anniversary.” Awww! Happy anniversary, Tom and Cathy.

I have to give Funky (and TB) credit for musical taste: “Til I Gain Control Again” by Rodney Crowell is a pretty sweet tune (though it was never the “B” side of “The Rock of My Soul“, which was recorded 26 years later…