Les’ yellow shirt – Page 47 – Son of Stuck Funky

The Name Game

I thought he’d finally settled on Cayla, but Les is either totally insensitive, or he’s really diggin’ stringing these two along. What is up with him? Can’t he just leave it at “Good for you”? He has to get all creepy? “Susan Smith is the way I remember you best…when you were the student and I was Mister Moore…” I wish Cayla would dump that glass of box wine over the both of them, or even better, smash the glass and cut ’em up with it. So sick of this.

Meanwhile in panel 1, what little joke is being shared by principal Nate and Dead Skunk Head John? I like to think that they’re having a good laugh at Les’ expense. “Ofay’s wearin’ that nasty ol’ yellow shirt again!” “Yeah, Nate, y’know, even Superman changed his tights once in a while!”

Happy Sue Year

It took a few months, but Susan finally has taken a cue from Cayla and updated her look, trading in her girlish ponytail for a more sophisticated ‘do. The added surprise of Susan’s big news causes Cayla’s head to nearly swivel right off its moorings.

Ghost of Christmas Past, Present and Future

Your humble blogger is as sentimental as the next guy, particularly at this time of year. But puh-leeeze…this is some corny-ass shit. Where’s Cayla? Why, she’s run off into the night, screaming in terror at the sight of Lisa’s ghostly apparition! Now Les and his “favorite girls” can enjoy Christmas as a family. Corny and creepy. The part of Summer in panel 2 is being played by cartoon Stan Laurel.

Wishing everybody who reads SoSF a very merry Christmas and a safe, happy, healthy, in other words, un-Westviewvian 2011! You people are the best!

—TFH

It's Called a Long Story

TB’s penchant for never drawing Summer the same way twice continues. Who is that heavy-lidded, slack-jawed boy in panel 2?

And Cayla, bringin’ “some hot chocolate”? Mmm-hmmm. Rent a room, you two!

Does the Fun Ever Start?

A few things on display this week:

A bevy of “pissed-off Les” faces, which I must say are preferable to “mopey Les” and “smug Les” faces. Righteous indignation looks good on the Delicate Genius. Note the tension created by the angles of his receding hairline and eyebrows versus the upward arrow of his ‘stache and lipless, frowning mouth.
Multiple examples of TB’s poor ability to draw natural-looking hands. Do Les’ sausage fingers denote generous physical endowment elsewhere? May explain how he keeps two wimmen hanging ’round (nothing else explains that).
None, none of the characters in this strip look good when viewed from behind.

“OK, the Fun’s Over” should be the title of TB’s next collection of Funky Winkerbean strips. The fun’s been over in Westview for well over a decade.