“Hey kids! Feeling like nobody appreciates your talent? Looking to boost your self-esteem? Become a cartoonist! Then pick a character to serve as your stand-in, have that character achieve minor success, and then spend a couple weeks having other characters shower him with praise!” —Tommy Batiuk, Akron, OH
Obviously, this admirer thinks that everything is profound. And Les sure knows how to handle a compliment, huh? Try something un-profound, like “Thanks”.
Baby Hands Lady provides another allusion to Les’ Book that Somehow Got Published, as, out on the rainy sidewalk, Funky and Rachel distribute loaves and fishes coffee to the multitude. Meanwhile, today Apple Annie is tapped to serve as TB’s mouthpiece, spewing a profundity that no doubt Batiuk picked up from a mentor or a bumper sticker.
“Where’s the blurb whore?” “Oh, he’s out getting his feelings hurt some more,” answers Annie, clicking open her cigarette case. Poor Les: how can the rest of the world not feel his pain as he does? “My book, madame, is not a thing to be skimmed while driving!”
In the Funkiverse, where literary agents double as publicists, local tv presenters also direct their own shows: “O.K., I think we’re all set…when the red light comes on, look sad. Instead of looking like a smug douchebag. In five…four…three…”
Son of Stuck Funky 