So, the Twits are going to be doing something useful and creative with John Darling’s murder weapon!
Meanwhile, writer Batuiuik continues to be an asshole.
If Batiuiuk were smart (among other things), he’d just let dead things lie, or something…
Oh, look, there goes another one…
Cool. So far no funerals this week…
is it graduation time ALREADY? How about ….who cares?!??
It’s the OSSCARZ! And a nobody actress has won! For “Lisa’s Story”! Shoot me now!
Oh the excitement! Oh the glamou Yeah, yeah, whatever.
Ooooooh…the tension is palpable….
She’ here! And so’s the award!
Still….disappointments….
The last strip I snarked was in August 2021 and if was about dead Lisa. Oh, that we all had the longevity of a decades-dead corpse!
Good Gracious…the lead-up to this magnificent event is just so TEDIOUS!
Oh, look! Mason has a super-special surprise for Les….
I swear to God….Batuiuik named the production company, not me!!!!
And you can guess how it all turns out.
Meanwhile, on to cheerier things…
Nothing happy lasts forever; you ought to know that by now. And it’s back to the Farmers’ Market.
Buck up, Les! Of course, you of all people know how to put on a happy face.
All’s well that ends. That’s it.
I have no idea if this is Funky Winkerbean or Crankshaft, but it’s a Batuiuik-World, after all. And the buttinsky should’ve gotten a clue from the sign posted on the door: “Under Nude Management.”
So two old has-been comic book artists are on their way to San Diego to be feted by the 238,853,412 members of Comic-Con. Maybe one or two might even recognize them!
I rarely snark on Tom Batitutitk because his strips are so darn boring (Funky Winkerbean, Crankshaft). Even this isn’t much of a snark; the best thing might be if that CC’s John Long lifted my final panel to snark on it!
In case you care, Mr. Dinkle has been hired as an organist (snerk) at a local church of Satan or St. Tedium or something…
Les is still hawking those books that should’ve been remaindered years ago, but the public loves it…
Why? because it’s a free signing! Maybe there’ll be cookies!
Then again, no cookie is worth this…
Les is just phoning it in, and the bookstore owners have closed for the night…
(Who wants to bet that some of the audience is pooling their loose change to dry-gulch Les?)
And here is what/who appears to be Les’ Number 1 Fan!
After a week of this drivel, one could ask philosophical questions…
…but I hate my piano teacher most of all.”
Wow…the excitement of school music directors’ convention! Reminds me of those Things that Happened back in Band Camp (or thing you wished had happened…)
Of course, we can’t leave Funkyville behind, with Funky himself getting prepped for cataract surgery!
It looks like Funky survived the cataract operation. Nobody get too excited now…
(Who knew that there were so many types of harpoons?!??)