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by billytheskink | August 20, 2022 · 10:30 pm

Jumping’ Jack Flashback

Today’s strip was shot in Kodachrome… despite being set even further back in time than this past week’s sepia-toned historical revision. Really sets the mood for imagined fiery death, doesn’t it?

You would (not) be surprised at how often TB goes to the well for Holly’s Act I flaming baton trick. It wouldn’t shock me if it has appeared as a gag in Act III more often than it ever actually did in Act I. But hey, after this past week, I’ll take some Sunday Funky-Holly filler, even if it involves flaming batons.

And with that, I cede the podium to Comic Book Harriet, a master of both Batiukverse history and the entertaining anecdote. I expect we will enjoy a good bit of both from her in the coming weeks.

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Tagged as abuse of WHS property, Act I, Act I call-backs, Anon-O-Character, batons, beds, character death, curmudgeonly oldsters, death, dream, dream sequence, dreams, explosions, Fire, fire hazards, Flaming batons, flashback, flashback thought bubbles, Funky, Funky Winkerbean, Funky's house, high school, Holly, Jerome T. Bushka A&L Automotive Stadium, marching band, marching bands, Now Funky, Old dying people, onomatopoeia, pencil-neck geek, pointless Sunday strips, Sunday, Westview High School, WHS, WHS band, WHS Scapegoats

by billytheskink | October 2, 2021 · 10:30 pm

Return Of The Jerk Guy

Finally! Dinkle and the alumni band show up in today’s strip… though Jerome T. Bushka A&L Automotive Stadium looks suspiciously like St. Sprires church and the alumni band doesn’t have any instruments (though they all look to be about the age I would expect). Weird.

After the throwaway panels, you almost could have convinced me that a computer wrote this. Former marching band director plays music from famous composer. You could generate this gag, such as it is, with a UNIVAC… though I think the UNIVAC would spit out dialogue with a little more flair.

And with that, I’m out. Tackling tomorrow’s tantalizing strip and taking to task the next two weeks will be the incomparable Spaceman Spiff.

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Tagged as Act I call-backs, ancient Dinkle gags, Anon-O-Character, Anon-O-Characters, band, bricks, choir, choir loft, choir/organ, church, church ladies, Dinkle, Harry Dinkle, Lillian, marching band, marching bands, music, music in general, Old Dinkle, old Harry Dinkle, organ, Reverend Flattop, self-references, St. Spires, Star Wars, symbols associated with Christianity

by billytheskink | September 30, 2021 · 10:30 pm

Grosstalgia

As someone who has ridden in an ambulance with a parent after breaking a bone while competing in a sport, I found there to be nothing at all redeeming about today’s strip. At least yesterday we had some America’s Funniest Home Videos visuals, solid work from Chuck Ayers for once, but today… today… just get out of here with this tripe!

No one wants to see Holly apologize to her mother for, um, for breaking her ankle?! What?! No one wants to see this whole cruel and miserable experience turned into a nostalgia trip. No one wants to know what kind of hairspray Holly uses that has kept her terrifying hair claw intact despite spending extended periods in a driving rainstorm.

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Tagged as Act I call-backs, alumni band, ambulance, awful dialog, bad ideas, Bad medical news, batons, constant misery, crippling yet trivial injury, enraging hair strands, football, Holly, Holly's mom, Holly's mother whose name escapes me at the moment, injuries, Jerome T. Bushka A&L Automotive Stadium, Life is a dismal horror from which you can never escape, marching band, marching bands, medical professionals, Melinda, misplaced nostalgia for things that weren't all that great to begin with, nostalgia, Old dying people, old gags from the 1970's, the inevitable ravages of age, the raptor claw in Holly's hair, the ravages of age, this is all a horrible mistake, unnecessary apologies, Westview H.S., Westview High School, Westview HS Band, WHS, WHS band, woman with receding hairline

by billytheskink | September 29, 2021 · 10:30 pm

Slipping through the craaacks

As someone who has broken a bone after slipping on wet grass, I must admit that I briefly chuckled at today’s strip… briefly.

And that brief chuckle is the sole redeeming payoff of a story arc that began (checks phases of the moon) three weeks ago?! That’s… better than a lot of TB’s story arcs to be honest.

But what of Dinkle and the alumni band? OK, I don’t care one iota what Dinkle is doing, but the alumni band has been waiting three YEARS to perform! Oh, I’m sorry, I forgot until today that TB did this whole alumni band thing, complete with majorette performance, pretty much three years ago on the dot. I forgot about how it all started with Holly and her mom reminiscing (though then it was on a car trip from Florida). I also forgot that Holly and Melinda were told “no” on the flaming baton trick back then too. I forgot that it all ended (after taking up a whole MONTH), not with a performance, but with this. And worst/best of all, I forgot all about all of this despite being the blogger on duty when it all happened.

I was going to say “you’re welcome”, but I had to go and remember all of this today.

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Tagged as alumni band, anger, bad ideas, Bad medical news, band, batons, constant misery, crippling yet trivial injury, flashback thought bubbles, football, Holly, Holly's mom, Holly's mother whose name escapes me at the moment, homecoming, incessant rain, injuries, Jerome T. Bushka A&L Automotive Stadium, Life is a dismal horror from which you can never escape, marching band, marching bands, Melinda, rain, stupid, the raptor claw in Holly's hair, this is all a horrible mistake, thought provocation, Westview H.S., Westview High School, Westview HS Band, WHS band

by billytheskink | September 27, 2021 · 10:30 pm

Budd-Kicking

Today’s strip is just unpleasant. I mean, that could be said for a lot of Funky Winkerbean strips, including yesterday’s, but rarely is this strip so overtly nasty… and over such a trivial thing too.

Melinda looks to be going hard after Rose Murdoch for Batiukverse mother of the year, though. I know, I know, “Rose is dead,” you’re thinking, “so Melinda should have the title locked up easily.” Yeah, well, Phil Holt and Lisa were allegedly dead too… and there’s still time for them to make a run at mother of the year.

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Tagged as alumni band, anger, band practice, crappy ploddinng stories that never get anywhere, enraging facial expressions, enraging hair strands, Falling leaves, fury, giant enraged baby, high school, Holly, Holly's mom, Holly's mother whose name escapes me at the moment, leaves, Life is a dismal horror from which you can never escape, marching band, marching bands, Melinda, Montoni's T shirt, one of those arcs that just never seems to end, pissiness, the raptor claw in Holly's hair, things that never end, times I wish I'd never discovered FW at all, Weary cliches, Westview High School

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