…Funky’s alive, and back in Westview. You think he’d be happy seeing his loving wife Holly.
Evidently, Holly went to the hospital cafeteria and didn’t bother to put a “Do Not Disturb Patient” sign on his door. Dean Booth has already ushered in a number of “well-wishers” (I’m saying this, only because the only other alternative is that random people in Funky’s room are looking to steal his wallet or any other items of value). To see them:
http://comicbooth.com/blogengine.net/post/Welcome-Back-to-the-Future.aspx
A few others have slipped by hospital security, too. One is a fellow who’d argue against all those people who think Funky is a terrible, terrible father:
The other is one of the hospital’s own angels of mercy, although”zombie” of mercy might be a little closer to the truth. Hang onto your brains, Funky! (Mary, dear — please go have your meds adjusted.)
And I don’t think it could really be Funky lying there if there weren’t a few maudlin drop-ins. (Plus, I think this has real potential as a television series.)
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