Thursday, 30 October 2014
We come to the pay-off of the Deanna acts like a jerk to Mike arc when we have a punch-line dedicated to the proposition that all music written after 1955 booms and is bad and encourages anti-mother love thinking.
(Strip Number 971, Original Publication Date, 31 October 1985)
Panel 1: As the dance wraps us, the Phys Ed teacher gets on the mike to tell the students that while they had a tough choice deciding which of the costumes were the best, they'd decided on Mike and Deanna. Needless to say, the two are shocked.
Panel 2: He then congratulates them and asks them to lead off the next dance.
Panel 3: As the evil headache music booms in the background, Deanna delivers the last line of dialogue she'll have until she wakes up in a hospital room after falling asleep at the wheel by reminding us that she's not speaking to Mike.
Panel 4: He delivers HIS last line of dialogue ever by asking why that could possibly matter given that the evil mother-killing music that booms and is bad is so loud, no one can hear anything anyway.
Summary: Any Lynnsight will be all about how today's music is loud, booms and is not good because it's not Bobby God-damned Curtola and the other drippy crooners who stole from black people while they drooled treacle into the ears of mushheads like Lindy Ridgway.
(Strip Number 971, Original Publication Date, 31 October 1985)
Panel 1: As the dance wraps us, the Phys Ed teacher gets on the mike to tell the students that while they had a tough choice deciding which of the costumes were the best, they'd decided on Mike and Deanna. Needless to say, the two are shocked.
Panel 2: He then congratulates them and asks them to lead off the next dance.
Panel 3: As the evil headache music booms in the background, Deanna delivers the last line of dialogue she'll have until she wakes up in a hospital room after falling asleep at the wheel by reminding us that she's not speaking to Mike.
Panel 4: He delivers HIS last line of dialogue ever by asking why that could possibly matter given that the evil mother-killing music that booms and is bad is so loud, no one can hear anything anyway.
Summary: Any Lynnsight will be all about how today's music is loud, booms and is not good because it's not Bobby God-damned Curtola and the other drippy crooners who stole from black people while they drooled treacle into the ears of mushheads like Lindy Ridgway.