Tag: Westview High School

Flowery Twats

(I really hope everyone gets the Fawlty Towers reference in today’s post title!)

Today’s strip might elicit a warm grin if not for the fact that so many Westviewvians, rather than just say what they mean, prefer to waste everyone’s time by speaking in riddles and wry asides:

“I’d like to buy a book.” “You’re in luck! This is a bookstore!”

“I’m in the mood for some pizza.” “Why, that just happens to be what we serve here!”

“Do you like the flowers I sent you, Cayla?” “Yeah, gee, thanks Les, you really went all out…cheap-ass mutha-…”

The Three Faces (so far) of Cayla, L-R: Her debut, Sept. 2008;
her new ‘do, Sept. 2010; Valentine’s Day, 2012

Large and in Charge

“TWEEEEET!” Keisha makes the ultimate defensive sacrifice, selling it so effectively that the ref blows the whistle (and uses the wrong hand to signal) before she even hits the floor. You would think that a self-professed “jock” like Cayla would admire her daughter’s intense play, but instead she chastises hubby-to-be for showing some enthusiasm.

Upright, Outta Sight

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When he’s not just making up words to make himself sound “impo’tant”, Bull likes to mix up his sports jargon. Maybe he really is talking about “putting the basketball through the uprights“; this would cause the backboard and hoop to come crashing to the floor. While this wouldn’t win any games, such a feat of strength would certainly strike terror into the hearts of the opponents.

Cayla, meanwhile, is amazed to see her Caucasian doppelgänger holding the Channel One mic.

Hats a Fact, Jack

Before we really dive into the insanity that is today’s strip: isn’t Dinkle retired? Is he still on the schools’ payroll? Get a load of him, strutting right into the high school like he owns the joint, not displaying one of those clip-on ID’s that TB painstakingly draws on every teacher. Where my kids go to school, this would be verboten.

As would be the wearing of hats by students. While it’s clear that these students are just arriving to school on a cold morning, we haven’t seen Owen without that stupid chullo stuck on his head since before Halloween. (Okay, once.) So, do you reckon TB went to a mall somewhere (would have to be about a year and a half ago), noticed a couple kids wearing these hats, and made the assumption that this is what “all the kids” are into these days?