Son of Stuck Funky – Page 14 – Son of Stuck Funky

Cease and Desist

Read it and weep. I did. Click to enlarge

Well, now we know why sonofstuckfunky.wordpress.com (and stuckfunky.wordpress.com) got the plug pulled. Here is the letter that Batiuk’s lawyers sent to the WordPress.com folks. They are not happy with the “unauthorized use of the Funky Winkerbean name, trademark, or comic strips” on the site. They go on to ask the WordPress people to provide them with my name, address, and email address.

I’m still reeling from having the plug pulled, then was feeling great about being able to move the blog so quickly. Now I’m feeling pretty anxious. I don’t have a lawyer, I (obviously) don’t have a deep knowledge of copyright, and really don’t need to get sued.

This turn of events ought to tell you everything you need to know about Tom Batiuk’s sense of humor.

I will collect my thoughts and decide on the course of action going forward. In the meantime, thank you, friends, for your support.

Stay Funky.

TFH

In the Midnight Hour

Almost midnight? Time for some huggin’ an’ a kissin’! Bull has loosened up with a few drinks, and Ann and Fred Fairgood exchange fond glances. Cayla and Susan each look for their man, but…where’s the host with the most? No doubt, he’s with a ghost.

TB cuts Cayla a little slack today by drawing her to look like Valerie from Josie and the Pussycats.

Praying Hand

Well if this ain’t right outta Norman Rockwell. The Blackburn-Howards gather around the table to enjoy a band turkey of their very own. So worn out from delivering tainted poultry is Becky that she is about to fall asleep at the table. By the way, isn’t it customary for the man of the house to lead the family in grace, “Dad”?

Wishing everyone a safe, happy, blessed Thanksgiving! —TFH