The Passion of the Les

John
August 2, 2011 at 5:12 pm

…I doubt even the most ardent fan would be with Les on his oh-so-deep angst over this. You keep pretending that this is something awful. But. It. Is. NOT.

…Stop trying to pretend this is misfortune, instead of you once again rewarding your favorite character.

…He wants to be paid, and paid well, but he also wants to pretend that being paid is a trial? Fine. Just stop showing it in-strip, ’cause we’re not buying it.

Not that I need to add to John’s comment excerpted above, but man alive, Les keeps outdoing himself in the insufferable martyr department. By panel 3 his arms are even extended in a crucifixion pose.

Welcome Wagon

We move on to the exposition portion of the story arc where attention is finally turned away from Summer and Les towards Darin and Jessica. As fate would have it, these particular chew toys are headed back home after an undisclosed amount of time at an undisclosed location. With seemingly no funds to rent an apartment, or a planned means to earn that money, one wonders how this situation came to be. Based on the half-lidded expression on Jessica’s face, and Darin’s apparent lack of teeth, it’s likely the move was precipitated by an abrupt and violent end to their prescription drug/methamphetamine ring. Laying low while the dust settles is a wise move…but they’re headed back to Westview. If the guns, drugs, and withdrawal won’t get them, the ennui will.

-Stuckfunky

Practice is Everything

Here’s today’s waste of newsprint and ink.

billytheskink
March 28, 2011 at 11:15 am 

So a self-admitted mediocre trumpet player that the band director claims gives the rest of the band performance anxiety was given the LEAD SOLO at that big concert in Cincinnati a few months back? The stories, they do not fit together too well…

David O
March 28, 2011 at 4:30 pm

…TB sorta glosses over the fact that Owen was First Trumpet, Lead Solo not too long ago.

Owen’s lack of trumpet practice causes Becky to throw up her hand in despair. The “punchline” is that Owen only dimly perceives that his teacher is criticizing his work ethic (or lack of same). Where a real-world kid might say, “You’re right, Ms. Howard, I’m sorry”, or offer some excuse for not practicing, Owen has to process what he’s hearing.

I have created a new post category, “clueless students”, to be used for strips where Westview’s teens demonstrate such an utter lack of comprehension.