Wait! There goes Owen! Yo! Owen! Come back here and tell us how miserable your summer was! Where’s Cody? Hey! Hey, where ya goin’? Owen? Get back here and give us something to talk about instead of this lame story arc!
Tag: Westview High School
Green Zone
Well, score one for Cayla. That is, until tomorrow, when Susan shows up in full Bo Derek mode. How long was Susan lurking outside the teacher’s lounge, anyway? Seems like anytime Les and Cayla are together at the school, she’s lurking ten feet away.
Freud-ulence

As some seniors whom we’ve never met don their caps ‘n’ gowns, the faculty partakes in some shady backstage dealings. As we witnessed awhile back, the closest thing to amusement in Westview is bitterly placing wagers to see who is the most miserable.
Cynthia Summers was unavailable, so the school had to scramble to line up Sigmund Freud as celebrity commencement speaker.
Have a Great Summer! Not!
No…Mr. Green is just doing his part to break your spirit, suck out every last bit of joy from your young lives, and turn you boys into apathetic, gloomy, miserable pricks just like everyone else in town. This! Is! Westvieeeeeeeewwwwwwwwww!
I just stumbled upon an article on Examiner.com: Open letter to ‘Funky Winkerbean’s’ Tom Batiuk: Dude, you have to lighten up. The author, Brian Steinberg, has definitely been suffering along with the rest of us. Check out his article about Thursday’s “comic”; be sure to click on the links to other Funky observations he’s written. I’ve added a link to Brian’s “Comics Examiner” page to my blogroll.
High School Madness
“I’m going to cut the soles off my shoes, sit in a tree and learn to play the flute!”
If you’re not familiar with the Firesign Theatre, you may be asking yourself, WTF? In which case, your homework is to listen to Firesign’s 1970 comedy classic, Don’t Crush that Dwarf, Hand Me the Pliers. I’ve posted the audio here: http://drop.io/dontcrushthatdwarf_1 (High School Madness begins around 15:20 into “This Side”)
You will still be asking yourself WTF, but you’ll have to admit that Porgy and Mudhead are a hell of a lot funnier than Cody and Owen.



