If TB’s going to make us “earn” these “endings”, well dammit, the payoff needs to be a lot more than another one of his tortured puns. Six days of re-hashing Funky’s post-accident trauma to set up this “joke”? Unbelievable.
Tag: PT Cruiser
Sub-Prime of Life
“Sometimes I go about in pity for myself, and all the while a great wind carries me across the sky.” —Ojibwe saying (by way of The Sopranos)
It’s not enough that Funky’s long strange trip has touched on themes of aging parent issues, flirtation with alcoholic relapse, the perils of distracted driving, and leaving one’s youth behind. The Great Wind that is Tom Batiuk cannot rest without piling on yet another “timely” reference to the struggling economy.
But I haven’t come yet! *rimshot*
The parade of men that are far more capable of pleasing Holly than Funky ever dreamed of continue to stream through the Winkerbean Household. The bar isn’t exactly set high; someone that doesn’t consider talking about the difficulties of urinating with a shrunken urethra as foreplay is a good start. By the looks of things in panel 2, Holly is chomping at the bit to get Bull to look at the “computer” back in the bedroom. As for the punchline in panel three, I think people just want to get the hell away from Funky’s days-old shirt and pee-stained sweatpants.
Damn it, he’s going to be ok!
Death has yet another near miss in Westview as it appears that Funky is going to be “ok”. Or, as ok as ok can be, considering it appears the accident gave him brain damage and aged him another 15 years. (From the looks of panel 5, he’s 46 going on 80) It looks like three things are for certain: Funky is going to live, the PT Cruiser is toast, and, from the look of panel one, Tom Batiuk has no idea what is actually underneath a car’s hood.
Take That, Thomas Wolfe*
Checking in with the “real” world, seems our “pal” present-day Funky is clinging to life. In Funky’s mind, he strolls through a seemingly deserted (again) Olde Westview. TB probably was too exhausted after drawing that huge crowd (including four Funkys) two Sundays ago, to draw any more background characters. Watch that traffic light before you cross, “pal”. Early ’80’s Westview probably didn’t have rapid responding EMT’s like they do today.
Imagine: the chance to revisit your hometown as it was during the finest days of your life. Only in the Funkiverse does an experience like that translate to “kind of a letdown”.
No prizes for guessing who he’s going to meet in that drugstore.
Son of Stuck Funky 