I was going to say that Funky’s blistered, fat and diseased bare feet (ugh) probably wouldn’t do wonders for Montoni’s business, but then I realized there’s nothing much to worry about there. Les is especially punchable there in panel two, if he has a facial expression that ISN’T obnoxious I’d like to see it. Then again, maybe not. Thank God this ponderous little slog is finally, mercifully over because I’ve had all I can take of these two sweaty assholes and their nonsensical babbling. Like I always say, any Les is way, way too much.
Tag: Son of Stuck Funky
Kick This
Wish I could kick both of them, in the head, repeatedly. “I’m fat, I’m slow, I’m aging terribly, I’m dying”…yeah yeah yeah, Funky, we know. Give it a rest already. Every time these two tools jog together it’s the same old story. And look at Les today, with his look of condescending faux-“concern” for his obese pal…what a dick.
One In The Bush
At first I thought this was another variation on “Les & Funky are slow”, until I realized what was really going on here. Lo and behold, a pee-pee gag. First one since “Fred’s fake yelp of pain when toilet seat falls” gag from the stroke arc, as far as I can recall. Mild chuckle worthy! Les doesn’t have any dialog! (Although I could have done without the disdainful look in panel two. What a dick.) This is rare, enjoy the silence!
Every Breaths You Take
“I can sort of pace myself by counting each breath as I run”. There Batom, was that so damned hard? If I didn’t speak fluent Batomese that first sentence would have confused the hell out of me. The Medina Mangler strikes again.
And here’s an alternate sentence to replace whatever the hell Les is jabbering about in panel two: “Mtlplx foplo sghrklit ba nono Carl Lewis blah trsphliy”. It makes just as much sense, it’s just as relevant and it’s definitely just as funny. I have to assume Batom was getting all worked up about the 2012 Olympics around that time, thus the completely random Usain Bolt comment. More like Insane Dolt if you ask me.
My overwhelming hatred for Les is really beginning to boil and we’re only two days into this thing. Funky must still owe him money because there’s no rational explanation for why he’s not bouncing Les’ head off the sidewalk in panel three. What a dick.
I Thought Frankie Was The Slugger??
To be honest, I’m not really sure what in the hell is going on here. What are Jessica and Boy Lisa gloating about? Don’t they ever tire of eating that Montoni’s food? And is Frankie actually suffering from pangs of remorse and/or jealousy there in panel six? And, if so, why wait until NOW to finally allow the character to express an emotion other than evil self-centered sneering? And the biggest question of all: was it really necessary to add this little coda to a story that was, for all intents and purposes, already over? At least I HOPE it’s over, that is, because with this Batom guy you never really know.
Note the subtle way he “Frankie-fied” that floating disembodied Darin head there in the lead panel. Bleh, that’s going to haunt my dreams tonight.
Son of Stuck Funky 