This Week in Milford

April 13, 2017

Let’s Celebrate By Talking About Something Else

Filed under: ?, Chunky Bracelets, Exploding Eyeball Syndrome — timbuys @ 8:40 am

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Cute boys are all the girls can think about, amirite fellas? Ha Ha!

Bonus point: That is the most pronounced case of EES I have yet seen and somehow Carrie’s face seems (relatively speaking) OK in panel three.

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5 Comments »

  1. Another wasted day without Heenan or Cane. Well, Ha Ha Ha ! By Flipper would at least spice up panel 3.

    Comment by Jive Turkey — April 13, 2017 @ 9:18 am

  2. Am I the only one with Zappa’s “Valley Girl” buzzing through my head?

    Celebrating the victory at Pop’s Chocklit Shoppe, Betty and Veronica temporarily divert their attention away from Mr. Weatherbee’s excessive cocktail party expenses plus indiscriminate womanizing(to think that The Bee was a one-woman man) while at the Principals’ Convention to focus on more mundane matters, aided and abetted by Josie(of Josie & The Pussycats fame) who crash-landed into the plotline a few minutes ago(at least Aardvark slid into things). Betty will eventually investigate Miss Grundy’s child molestation allegations but Archie is reigning supreme for the moment. No worries. Mrs. Butterworth will keep Betty accountable, not above flunking Betty when Archie takes priority over muckraking. We wouldn’t to get outscooped by the New Thayer Gleaner over Miss Grundy.

    Comment by T. Drew Hardin — April 13, 2017 @ 9:58 am

  3. Under the Chekhov Gun guidelines, Rubin has to do something with Carrie and Gary. Along with Cane the pitcher and Dafne. Am I the only one thinking that, in about ten weeks, Rubin is going to realize he has subplots scattered around like the stuffing from last month’s doggie chew toy? It’s always good fun to watch him try to bundle them up.

    Comment by Philip — April 13, 2017 @ 3:29 pm

  4. “Gary, boy, is that you?
    I thought your post-hangin’ days were through…
    …we gotta get you a woman,
    we better get walkin’, we’re wastin’ time talkin’…
    …this plot is stupid but it sure is fun…”
    (Yanks Rundgren off turntable with the obligatory screeching sound a record makes when hastily withdrawn when lyrics get outlandish)
    The next record, “Slim Whitman Plays Barry Manilow At The Hollywood Bowl” slides into play.

    Comment by T. Drew Hardin — April 13, 2017 @ 8:34 pm

  5. I tried to administer the Bechdel test, but my testing machine short circuited before I could even fully attach it to the strip.

    Comment by nedryerson — April 14, 2017 @ 10:10 am


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