I don't know if, like me, you've been glued to the newspaper comics section to watch as Funky Winkerbean continues its downward spiral into the depths of depression (comic-book guy), cancer (Lisa), alcoholism (Funky), hearing loss (Mr. Dinkle), land mines (Wally), and all around mopery. But if you haven't, today might be a good day to start, as Les has started hitting the bottle and now his cat is talking to him.
I guess it's to be expected, given that the strip has previously featured talking rocks and talking leaves, but if that cat starts hanging out outside of Lisa's room, well, I think we all know what happens next.
Dear reader, life is too short for crap books.
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Good god. I thought Funky Winkerbean was light and airy. Guess not.
Yeah, Funky jumped off the light and airy bridge a while back. I'm waiting for the storyline in which the comic book store owner's obsession with the one-armed new band director culminates in his peering down into a hole in the back room of his shop, mumbling "It puts the lotion on its skin...".
It all started getting pretty heavy when Batiuk let the characters "grow up." I guess things are just lighter - teen pregnancies aside - when you're a perpetual high school student.
If you go to the FW web site, there's a video clip in which you can catch a glimpse of his characters after the next age-jump (which happens after Lisa..er...goes to live on a farm upstate). Funky at 40 = the horror, the horror.
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