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Cross Purposes

You’ve Been Warned

This is as bad as FW gets. Wry “flirtatious” banter, uncontrollable smirking AND that shitty old broken down movie house, all seemingly designed and engineered to disrupt and irritate the human digestive system in a whole host of nauseating ways. It’s just repugnant. The jerk drives to Ohio all the way from Hollywood and the best “date” idea he can muster is to drag her off to that stinky old movie house…where she works, no less. Let me tell you this: if they go to see some decrepit old 1950s serial comic book flick I WILL burn mid-central Ohio to the ground.

I really hate how all FW “flirting” ALWAYS involves this sort of cynical disingenuous banter, like they’re locked into some deranged “battle of the sexes” contest to see who can be the most wry. Everyone’s a sarcastic smirking dick and apparently it’s supposed to be cute and adorable but all it ever does is enrage me. “Free passes”…come on, what could it possibly cost to see a movie in that dilapidated old dump, four or five bucks max? Pete just wrote a gigantic Hollywood summer blockbuster and he can’t break a twenty taking his dream girl to the movies…and she LIKES IT! In my opinion BatNom really needs to get out more…or maybe stay in more, I don’t know.



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One Of These Days These Comic Books Are Gonna Comic Book All Over Your Comic Books

Link To Today’s Strip

This is already week five of the Great Chester Hagglemore Batom Comics mega-arc  (oh yeah, it’s a mega-arc  at this point) and they’ve only just now arrived at Hagglemore Manor. I suppose he assumes we “like” Pete and Boy Lisa and thus are amused by their annoying patter and irritating banter but oh how very, very wrong he is. Day after day of mindless chatter, beating around the bush and avoiding the point, which has not yet been made entirely clear. That’s right, there’s a real no-fooling company that will PAY YOU to do this! It’s all a matter of knowing the “right people”, I guess.

I (shudder) went back and (ugh) re-read this arc (it amazing how quickly one forgets a FW weekly arc, isn’t it?) and counting this one I found only five strips that had anything to do with the premise. Chester asks about Pete (Sunday strip), John agrees to get them in touch, Chester texts Pete, Pete mooches ride to Ohio, Pete and Darin arrive at Chester’s. The rest of it was all incomprehensible nonsense about Jessica’s old sex life, the decline of fairy tales and petty theft, none of which could have had any less to do with anything. This is week five, so counting that Sunday strip this is the twenty-seventh strip in this arc. So only 18% of the strips in this arc had any relevance to the story and that’s using a very, very loose definition of “relevant” too. He could have told this entire “story” thus far in a mere five days and even then it would have been as thin as his everyday grip on reality. Just amazing.


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