It's Called Writer's Block

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Westview’s “other” Famous Writer has misplaced his muse once again.

When I used to read comic books, they cost 15 cents and had the “Approved by the Comics Code Authority” stamp on the cover…in other words, I stopped reading comic books a long time ago. But even I know that Superman is the prototypical superhero, a character known and beloved around the world. Is it even plausible that DC Comics would entrust their flagship franchise to some creepy loner who lives over a pizza parlor in the midwest? Especially one who has an anxiety attack every time he lands an assignment. Writer’s block is Pete’s PTSD. Wonder if they have a dog for that?

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Is that Summer, wearing her Dad’s green shirt? Nah, it’s Our Pete, slaving away over his “Pineapple” laptop (I thought Pete’d be more of a Pear guy). He spent all afternoon “Googling” himself, eh? So that’s what the young people are calling it these days. I wonder what kind of faces TB makes when he Googles himself?

Pete’s disembodied head in panel one resembles Porch Boy from Deliverance in a Summer Moore wig…

Popcorn Surprise

http://www.chron.com/apps/comics/showComick.mpl?date=20100822&name=Funky_Winkerbean
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Jumping from bad-date story to bad-date story; only the pushy female and unwilling male have been changed (and popcorn subbing for fried pickles). Funky has apparently suffered a relapse (he was at work, without the neck brace only a week ago) and has planted himself on the couch to enjoy a little TV…only to be literally dragged away to the INEPLEX to catch a screening of IRO MA. Of course, this being the Westviewniverse, Funky’s night is ruined when the ticket-seller sells him his tickets at a senior discount, which you think would make the penny-pinching bastard happy.