Who cares if she can’t cook? The entertainment part is marvelous!

Les is back home and still worrying over his film-epic-to-be…what will happen if the guy who knocked up dead Lisa (still alive) shows up on the doorstep or railroad crossing of post office? And who cares?

Nevertheless Les is beginning to see enemies everywhere…and we are obligated to oblige the jerk. Starting with…

And then:

And THEN:

And even MORE THEN!:

This spreads more insidiously that ‘rona virus!

The driver is actually Mason Jarr, following Les so he can “become” Les, in the great tradition of hack D-list movie actors everywhere! and everyone who reads this tripe asks “Who cares?”

So, it’s Mother’s Day, and Cayla gets to spend it in Funkyville OH, listening to Les whinge about having no luck on getting Dead Lisa My Very Own Wife movie into production. (Oh, and he’s in Hollywood BTW.)
Good God, is Cayla that desperate that she’ll stick with Les until she dies?
Les is a complete and utter asshole. The End.

And yet, after a weeken of whining, Les and his crap-for-brains agent Mason continue to hit the Hollywood streets, hoping for a green light!

Okay, sure. I’m officially bored with everything in Funky WInkerbean. Do the hell whatever Batuik and your avatar want…

…let’s talk about the cartoonist’s brutal but oh-so-satisfying life! And because he’s so much more than a cartoonist—he’s a Great Cartoonist! So great that he should appear in his own cartoon!

Well, the interview with Les’ class was a bust, but really…isn’t everything associated with Les a bust?

A quick little sojourn out to sunny L.A. for Les to, once again, peddle “Lisa’s Sob Story” to the film-making establishment. For the population in China. Yeah, what could go wrong with that!?!??

Now may be a good time for him to really worry.

I also forgot how much I liked Cayla (her taste in men aside)…

Can Les be any more of a jerk? Is there a title, or a contest, that he’s trying to win? Me, personally, I’d love to see Cayla leave once they return home (if not before).

Finally, sunny California…Swimming Pools, Movie Stars.
And the sad realization that “Lisa’s Story: The Book” may actually become “Lisa’s Story: The Movie at the Dollar Dive a Week After It Opens.”

Then again, I think the cinematic version of “Lisa’s Story” has about as much box office draw (and big bucks income) as “Cats”…

While Les and Mr. D-level start yammer about the proto-triumph of “Lisa’s Story” on the big screen, Cayla and the ex-cheerleader from Les’ high school class schmooze on the beach. No, it isn’t sexy or racy or interesting at all.

In the Funkyverse, everyone is the slimmest margin from the Grim Reaper, accidentally or intentionally. Most intentionally.

And the wheels on the car go round and round…

And Linda can still supply a surprise or two for Les. Maybe it’ll keep him up at night.

So many discoveries!

No, I guess not. At the end of history, the only things that will be left are rats, cockroaches, and Les Moore.

So Cindy Lou (Who?) and her husband come to town for Bull’s funeral (yeah, right), but have an offer for Les…will he refuse?

The plot thickens…

All right, some may actually mourn Bull’s passing, but as for me, all I can say is “WHO’S NEXT???”