Ka-bitch-nik

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(A tip of the SoSF coonskin cap to Mr. David Orth for a stellar week of guest bloggin’! I’m back, rested and rarin’ to go! -TFH)

Are the halls of Westview High haunted by Mark Twain’s ghost? Nah, that would be too entertaining. ‘Tis merely Jim Kablichnik, the Science Guy of Westview High. Jim really, really loves his job. Shudder at his cold, soulless gaze in the first panel…“horrific” indeed.

TB’s bio states that he was a junior high teacher before becoming successful as a cartoonist. Yet he depicts the Westview faculty members as despising their jobs, and the students as clueless, unteachable delinquents. It’s a good thing for his students that he chose another line of work.

No “W” in Westview

http://www.chron.com/apps/comics/showComick.mpl?date=20100918&name=Funky_Winkerbean

Linda: “…come to think of it…Bull’s relationship with me is like a dysfunctional marriage…”

Extra Saturday treat:
One of TB’s classic hatchet-faced female profiles!

Note from TFH: I’m handing over the helm of the good ship SoSF for a week to trusted first mate DavidO…I’m not going anywhere, my brain just needs a rest! I’ll be joinin’ you lubbers below decks as we sail the seas of snark!

Age-Les

http://www.chron.com/apps/comics/showComick.mpl?date=20100917&name=Funky_Winkerbean

The novelty of Cayla’s new look is short-lived (although it may have had its intended effect: note the public display of affection by Les in P2), and again, Les turns the discussion back to himself. Anyway, it’s nice to see the couple attending a sporting event in which their daughters are not participating. On the other hand, what the hell else is there to do on a Friday night in Westview?

Oh, Hell Gnaw

http://www.chron.com/apps/comics/showComick.mpl?date=20100908&name=Funky_Winkerbean

Funky’s strange convalescence continues. Sitting around the house bored? Was he not just last week dashing around Montoni’s, twisting Les’ arm to have his party there? And ordering champagne? Or was that another head-trauma induced dream? The punchline makes no sense either: there’s no need to “gnaw a leg off”; in fact, that would make escaping more difficult.

Following this strip is nearly as grueling as actual physical therapy. Ponderous, man…effin’ ponderous.