April 7th, 2009

Snarky Candiru2

Wednesday, 8 April 2009

It seems that shoebox2 is right to suspect that we're trudging through a bunch of gag-a-day strips that remind us that the Pattersons were far behind the curve and proud of it. I should think that today's strip will be the classic clinker that has John tell Jean that if Elly were to get a job, he would no longer have a hooooooooooooooooooooooooooome.

Maybe next time; right now, we gotta watch Elly enslave herself to her cathode-ray god.

Panel 1: As Elly, whose face is frozen in the Bug-Eyed Glare of Existential Horror, watches 'Sudden Illness', she thinks to herself "I've got to stop. I've GOT to break the habit."

Panel 2: She then notes that she spends an hour each weekday watching inane repetitive drivel thereby insulting all the Kool-Aid Quaffers who call Foob their favorite soap.

Panel 3: As she starts to walk out of the room, she goes on to point out that day-time dramas are impossibly depressing, insulting to one's intelligence and a waste of time. Insert lame joke about how she's just described Foob here.

Panel 4: We next see her holding a coffee cup and plate full of goodies with her face, distorted by a gobbet of food rammed into her cheeks as if she were a hamster, turned towards the box. She thought-bubbles that they're also fattening.

Summary: This crap is bound to appeal to the Neanderthals in Lynn's audience as they join JFTF in thought-bubbling "Ah, those silly wimmen-folk; how easily distracted they are. Imagine thinking they have a place in this MAN'S world." The self-hatred started fairly early, didn't it?