Today’s stri-uh-YAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
OK, maybe I’m overreacting. Maybe it will help if I picture Cindy blinkin-
GWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! That actually makes it worse, moving this thing from “terrifying drawing on a balloon wearing a wig” to “living creature”.
I don’t really know what is going on here, nor do I want to. I only know that I won’t be sleeping for the better part of a week.
Paul Jones
September 15, 2016 at 3:12 am
Well, there is a remedy: calling in legal to sue John into the Stone Age.
Batiuk’ll go ya one better: how about “back to a ball of dirt“? That’s one for the Batiukionary! Something that’s even nearer and dearer to TB’s heart than old comic books and weird turns of phrase is protection of intellectual property. And while siccing one’s lawyers on, say, a blogger for “unauthorized use of the Funky Winkerbean name, trademark or comic strips” might be valid, query what standing has the studio to go after Dead Skunk Head? And if that’s the lawyers calling John, how the hell did they get his number?
Naturally Pete Rafalowski frequents whichever fanboy gossip site John’s posted to, even while he’s on the set of The Upcoming Starbucks Jones Movie. My favorite thing about today’s strip is how Mason “Jarre”, so blasé in the first two panels, appears completely taken aback in panel three. Even the little Superman curl on his forehead is sticking out, like a miniature version of Cindy’s high school hairdo.
SosfdavidO still here, and I have to admit, from the looks of today’s strip, the plot-line is advancing at a rather nice pace! I even half chuckled at the punchline as well, so I’ll forgive the idea that Mason would let two guys from Ohio who have probably absolutely zero sailing experience take his presumably pricey, large sailboat out on the open seas. I’m just going to pretend everyone has an instinctive, innate ability to operate a 20ft sailboat on the open seas and see where this week takes us.
How serious is Mason Jarr about becoming Mason Jarre? Taping-a-letter-e-to-the-back-of-his-chair serious! Of course, from where they’re standing/sitting, Cindy and Pete can’t see that, but Mason’s thoughtful pose speaks volumes. In fact, I’m going to go sit in a chair and assume that same pose and ponder why the hell we invest more thought, time, and effort into the Funkiverse than does Tom Batiuk.
Son of Stuck Funky 