And as they say in Funky Winkerbean: “Same old crap…it’s probably carcinogenic.”
…when all the serial comics are so boring that I have to snark on a Funky Winkerbean plot about school bond elections! And on a set of B-level characters that I’m only sure of one of their names (that’s Bull Bushka, right?)!
and this…
Probably just a throw-away panel to the original cartoonist, but SNARK GOLD to mashup folks like me!
Who knew it could be such an easy solution…
…for whiny kids…
…and whiny adults…
Or, rather the good old newer days, when Funky had pretty much turned into a fat jerk, working himself to the exclusion of his family and friends and just being a putz. These days, we’re all over Les the WRITER and cutting Funky some wide, wide slack.
What is a writer if you’re not loved, right? Unsaleable, that’s it! And Les is working on fixing that little glitch…
Oh, boy! Cayla’s family has the HONOR and the PRIVILEGE to meet a WRITER! Don’t you wish you were any of them?
Whew…first Mark Trail jetting through space and time to find a damned fine cup of coffee (poured by a damned fine women, too), now a reminder that the worlds of Funky Winkerbean and Crankshaft are a common one. Well, at least sort of. The current Crankshaft is introduced to Cayla. Past Cayla, with an Afro? Future Cayla, who comes to her senses and dumps Les before she makes some terrible, terrible mistake, and celebrates by returning to her favored look?
I can say with absolute authority: I don’t care.
…to see someone’s self-esteem go swirling down the toilet? If so, check out the 19 August Funky Winkerbean, when it seems Cayla accepts Les’ crapola marriage proposal.
Everyone I know is hoping that it won’t go this way, but since when has Funky Winkerbean been anything but frustrating and patronizing (yes, it’s the FOOB of the 2000-teens!)?
Of course, we get to bear witness to all the wedding preparations now (squeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!):
Even more about Mary Worth having to listen to the non-story of Gina the Waitress and her Summer of Skateboarding. You just KNOW something awful is going to happen to Gina, since no one except for Mary is allowed the least little shred of happiness.
Let’s see, we have a young girl in love, doting parents, carefree friends, and wicked cool skateboards. What could possibly go wrong?
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Could any alternative be possibly worse?
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!
Funky Winkerbean for the win! The dismal, dismal win!
Life might be dull, but it’s rather nice to have some consistency in it.
Jupiter will always be considered a planet.
One plus one will always equal two.
Les Moore will always be an asshat.
It would be nice if everyone (we’re lookin’ at you, Ms. I-Just-Know-I-Can’t-Do-Any-Better) would realized that…
And, dammit, if this isn’t going to be drawn out for a whole farkin’ WEEK!
Oh, crap. And here it is: THE LOUSIEST MARRIAGE PROPOSAL EVER!
From the look on Les’ face, I’m sure he’s just tickled himself to death for being so gosh-darned clever.
In the words of one Comics Curminion: ASSHAT.