Tag: Les

Moore than This

http://www.chron.com/apps/comics/showComick.mpl?date=20110202&name=Funky_Winkerbean

Tom Batiuk Les Moore and his old college pal share a sepia-toned memory. Ronnie’s present-day wizened appearance belies the fact that she once was a hipster coed who drove a bitchin’ VW Bug.

Les’ comment in panel 3 sent me to look up the definition of “cocksure” (I’ll leave the dick jokes to everyone else):

  1. feeling perfect assurance sometimes on inadequate grounds
  2. marked by overconfidence or presumptuousness :cocky

…so the “punchline”, while not funny, certainly has the ring of truth.

Update:
Reader “crisis du jour” has very helpfully pointed out that today’s scene plays out on the campus of Kent State. He even included a picture of White Hall, the building in the background.

Ronnie Come Lately

http://www.chron.com/apps/comics/showComick.mpl?date=20110131&name=Funky_Winkerbean

Les once had a job as a teacher. Now he is a full-time signer of books. The pay isn’t as much and the benefits are zilch, unless you count being fawned over by adoring middle-aged women. Once in awhile, even women from your past. Get in line, sister…

Please Wait to Be Seated

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Les has taken a break from mourning his long-dead spouse long enough to report to “work” at Montoni’s deserted pizzeria. The Sunday panels are notoriously dimly lit, so it’s hard to tell if today’s scene is unfolding in daytime, nighttime, or even the wee wee hours (remember, this joint stays open until 4 am on the weekends). Neither Les, the maître d’, nor the proprietor, Funky, can be bothered to get off their asses and greet these two strangers. What hospitality. No wonder the place is empty.

Special guest appearance in panel 1: the disembodied head of Henry Fonda.