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Today it’s Les’ turn to give an interior monologue…in widescreen! Even in his private thoughts Les cannot bring himself to use “that word” to describe his feelings for Cayla.

What’s up with the glowing blue auras?

billytheskink
May 24, 2011 at 10:27 am

Romance between a pair of dead-eyed 50 year-olds using dialogue rejected by the publisher of novels aimed at 13 year-old girls.

Riff Chick
May 24, 2011 at 10:29 am

Les blocks out his wife’s apparition long enough to fuck another chick who, self esteem issues aside, is attractive and available, and the moment she says “I love you” he recoils in horror.

Les’ horrifed expression has cooled into a “meh” face. Needy Cayla obviously expects him to respond in kind to her expression of love, but Les, having already gotten the milf, I mean, the milk for free, sees no reason to buy the cow.

Last week, the Cleveland Plain Dealer ran a letter from longtime reader Michael F. Ward of Mayfield Heights, Ohio.

“I hope and pray that all of your cartoonists have gotten rid of their desires to push the sleaze envelope…we had ‘Funky Winkerbean’ creator Tom Batiuk portray his main characters, who are not married and are supposed to be role models at the high school where they are both employed, engaged in a cutesy little rainy-afternoon tryst…”

I expect Mr. Ward will be even more offended when he read’s today’s strip to discover that not only were these two not married (to each other),  they didn’t even exchange “I love you’s” first!

What’s this comic strip called again? It should just be called “Les Moore”, ’cause apparently the titular character (whom we can’t stand either) shows up in this strip about as much as Tony Montoni shows up in the restaurant that bears his name. Fresh off his Hemingway reference last week, today Les is thinking some Longfellowesque long thoughts, not of his lost youth but of “the future”. Les’ introspective mood triggers in Cayla some long thoughts of her own, sending her mind and her heartbeat racing.