Les continues to distinguish himself as Westview’s, nay, Ohio’s…hell, the world’s most clueless jackass. He decides to “cheer up” Summer and Keisha by bringing them to Montoni’s. The girls stare at their pizza in disgust while Cayla absently fingers a blemish on her chin. I’m sure that the next stop is Les’ favorite park bench.
Tag: Keisha
Oktobertext
A tip o’ the SoSF leopardskin pillbox hat to the estimable DavidOrth
for once again taking over the blogging reins this past week!
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?
Run-Up to the Run
“We’re here to help with the preparations for the Lisa’s Legacy Run™,” Cayla helpfully exposits. Well, it’s a safe bet she won’t be assigned to sandwich-making duty. Already Les is in such a tizzy that he can’t even put down that box (which is probably not as heavy as he makes it look) to greet his fiancé and her daughter.
Room for "Rents"
This partnership is off to a less-than-promising start. A real man would tell his mate “Let’s tell our daughters that we just got engaged” (and did they not see Summer and Keisha, stoned again and shooting hoops in the driveway when they got home?). Rather than acting as head of this soon-to-be-blended family, Les flails his wrist and snivels: “So…who wants to tell the girls?” as he and Cayla make a beeline for that ol’ porch swing. None of it matters, since Keisha and Summer – those imps! – have snuck within earshot just in time to hear Les bring the Sunday-only readers up to speed.
…'Cause I Can't Stands No Moore
He’s flogging the damn book again…I’m pretty sure at this point that TB is doing this to punish us snarkers.
“Dad” has to wait for school to (finally!) be out before “hitting the road”? What, did he use up his “impersonal days“? And suddenly he doesn’t know how to read a boarding pass? What happened to the Frequent Flyin’ Les who had become so jaded with “the road” that he’d taken to abusing anyone who crossed his path?
Son of Stuck Funky 
