The Sports is Saved

I have no idea why everyone had to leave the country club and travel to Montoni’s, in sleeting weather no less, to tally up the take from the “Save the Sports” raffle. To the astonishment of no one who reads this blog, the fundraiser was a huge success. Future prom couple Summer and Keisha throw discretion to the wind and use the occasion to engage in a PDA*.

(*Public display of affection)

It's On

So the clusterf**k that is the Save the Sports Raffle hurtles onward at breakneck speed, thanks in no small part to the estimable interpersonal skills of Chamber of Commerce president Winkerbean. No doubt it will be a smashing success, even with less than a week to publicize the event. “All of the local eateries” will be providing the food, meaning the menu will consist of pizza (natch), kebabs and tacos.

Unfunnies

Today’s strip offers up plenty to snark upon! Let’s go in order, left to right.

The draftsmanship: terrible. Really. Funky’s profile has all the vitality of  an Indian on the head of a well-worn nickel. Les’ sweater makes him look like a Westview High freshman after a magic marker attack. Crazy Harry looks strangely 2-D; and when did USPS workers adopt a bright yellow shoulder patch? What a crew.

Moving on: Harry has three school-age children (that’s right, three), yet he’s completely unaware that “there’s a school levy on the ballot?” (And isn’t there a school levy on the ballot every year?)

Panel 2: “Don’t you read the newspaper?” BWHA ha ha ha! That’s funny enough by itself to serve as today’s punchline! But boy, oh boy oh boy: panel 3…what can I say? Who has done more to suck the funny out of the funnies than our boy TB? And he’s copped to it before…