It’s Thursday. Does everybody reading this strip finally comprehend that a Hollywood producer wants to option Lisa’s Story? Good.
OK, I was wrong to suggest that there’s no cordless phone in Les’ house. Summer magically produces one from thin air, or perhaps she’s been using it all along to eavesdrop on her father’s personal calls. Summer is as pushy as Les is passive: once again, the little brat brazenly imposes her will on another.
Sung to the tune of “Afternoon Delight”, by the Starland Vocal Band: afternoondelight
Gonna take my Lester, drag his ass upstairs
Gonna grab some afternoon despair
Even gettin’ laid in Westview is a sad affair
Tom Batiuk will remind you that life’s just not fair
Where everything is so depressing, even makin’ love
Gettin’ outta Westview’s something all these losers should be thinking of
Les ‘n’ Cayla gonna take a walk upstairs
Gettin’ busy with a little afternoon despair
Cayla even purchased fancy underwear
Run her fingers thru Les’s Paulie Walnuts hair
Try some choc’late eclair, afternoon despair
Afternoon despair, afternoon despair
Started out this morning with a porch embrace
Then Darin came runnin’ like to win a race
Jess and Summer and Keisha joinin’ in the chase
Made the porch a bad location to be suckin’ face
Cayla’s got ethnic hair, afternoon despair
Afternoon despair, afternoon despair
Though they got the house for the whole afternoon
They’ll just need five minutes ’cause Les comes too soon
It’s about time that this unlikely pair
Got together for a little afternoon despair
You’d think that Les was goin’ to the ‘lectric chair
Cayla’s finally got this little weasel in her snare
Funny as a cancer scare, afternoon despair
Afternoon despair, afternoon despair
Afternoon despair, afternoon despair
Today Batiuk picks up a daily strip from five weeks ago and pads it out to fill Sunday’s space. TB is well known for recycling his own material, but this is just so friggin’ lazy it actually makes me mad.
Lesser Whark
April 21, 2011 at 5:52 amOh dear. I’m an iOS developer, so Darin is speaking about a subject very close to me. Is this how zoologists feel about Mark Trail every day?
So began a well-informed and well-liked comment on Thursday’s post, wherein Lesser Whark proceeded to dismantle TB’s portrayal of MBA slash pizza-shop manager slash webdev genius Darin. Since the saga continues to unfold this week, I’ve asked Lesser Whark to lend some more of his insight.
LW: “I can’t comment on the technobabble in the first panel, but hopefully you have another reader who can.” My Googling tells me Darin’s probably referring to the Common Short Code Association, who assign numbers (“short codes”) to which an SMS or text message can be sent. Or the Ohio-centric Batiuk could be giving a nod to the Columbus Society of Communicating Arts
LW: “Wrong: you don’t host the mobile barcode scanner app on your own site. Instead, you link to the app store for their smartphone.”
The punchline (not shown here) has a clearly overwhelmed Tony wishing for “the good old days” of about five years ago. Outta the way, Pops! We’ll have more commentary from Lesser Whark as the week goes on.
…You mean it was all just a dream? Pete is jolted back to (within a quarter-inch from) reality, and looks positively inspired. Wait until the editors at DC get Pete’s latest story treatment: Superman versus Deadline Doom and Writer’s Block! Soon Pete’ll be wearing a red apron and bussing tables downstairs with Wally.
Son of Stuck Funky 
