The first leg of Les Moore’s “Capitalize on My Dead Wife’s Cancer” tour is complete. And who else would the smug bastard want to share his success with?
At least Mary is very good at changing the subject to one that’s more upbeat and exciting for a bride-to-be:
I am so tired of Les Moore’s sad sack existence. The only reason I figure that he hasn’t been run out of Westview on a rail is that his morose personality is a welcome distraction from Funky’s assholery. (Other people in Westview? Or even in the Winkerbean/Moore circle of “friends”? HAH! Sure you jest!)
Mostly to poke at A3G‘s continuing “I Dressed in the Dark” reality show and Calya’s (from Funky Winkerbean) sad, sad attempt to keep Les interested in her (yes, I said it was sad).
Even after the begin IDITD reveal, Tommie really doesn’t look much better than this.
Sad.
Oh, no she didn’t…!
Funky is a jerk. But he came up with a pretty funny shirt. Cue Les.
Funky lives to see another day. Maybe he’s learned something from his near-death experience.
Nah.
…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.)
“Where’s Funky Winkerbean?”
Well, he was in an auto accident, and for the last few weeks he’s been transported back to Westview, c. 1970. Confused and still fat, he runs into his younger self and wonders why he’s there. Is he dead? Is he nearly dead? Is this the proverbial life flashing before his eyes?
Deep philosophical things to ponder, that’s for sure.
But, here comes the weekend, so…
The original for the above mashup was published on a Saturday, but it seems that Funky has stayed in Neverland for the next two days! I don’t get it — it seemed like he was on his way to a hospital. Is he still in a coma? On a morphine drip? Sadly realizing what faces him if he returns to consciousness?
I just think he needs a little visitor…
Ahh, the mysterious wandering around explained — still en route to the hospital (no, not that it really explains anything):
* “Funky Box o’ Death”
Funky walks into a bar and then walks away from some cheap cheap sweet sweet liquor.
But this is Westview, Funky, and you’re never really out of the woods (and there’s always a big, hungry bear in there).
OTOH, how much would we have paid to see this?