But who could forget that classic Mary Worth strip where she advises a friend to commit suicide?
I was trying to …
I don’t know how widely syndicated it is, but doesn’t everyone love how original “Zits” is? Parents and teenagers don’t understand each other! Teenagers are awkward! They eat a lot! They behave differently! Har har.
Now I feel stupid.
I have no clue how to solve the safe. I’m hoping there’s a shovel in there, because I’m missing that too.
Spoken like someone who has no teenagers in the house, methinks. It’s much more true to life than the others.
Click the tombstone in the window to get the combination. I forget where the shovel is, but it’s not in the safe
Family Circus is good, if only for providing us with the DFC.
I know it isn’t funny if it has to be explained, but…somebody please tell me why any of these three are anything close to amusing,
Maybe that’s the point.
Incidently, if you have raised teenagers, if you were a teenager a loooong time ago, Zits is very funny–maybe not in the Calvin and Hobbes class, but funny. When you grow up,Dignan you will understand.
Actually, there was a great thread on bad comics a while back, but it may have been lost. (It’s the one in which I proposed Mr. Grundy, a comic designed to be the worst strip possible, even in theory.)
My wife and I recently played “bad comics roulette” on the uComics website. We would take turns clicking on links for comics we’d never heard of, trying to see who would get the worst. I must admit, while Family Circus et al. are bad, some of the new crop really, really reek.
You know what we need? A program like “deconstructor” that will translate any text into Krazy Kat-speak.
Yes, I do…
Geting back to Doonesbury…
Someone wrote a pretty good essay about Peanuts when Schulz died, making the point that the strip started its decline in the late '60s when Snoopy became the focus of attention, instead of the kids.
By the early to mid '70s, entire Sunday strips would be made up of Snoopy dancing. By the late '70s, we were treated to endless crap about Snoopy dressed up as a lawyer, as “Joe Cool,” etc., and Snoopy’s horrible relatives.
I think of Zonker as Doonesbury’s Snoopy. He’s NEVER been funny, ever since he was the stoned guy on the Walden football team. The stuff about Zonker snorkeling in Walden Puddle, Zonker’s tanning regimen, Zonker becoming an English lord, Zonker as babysitter/slacker, have been some of the lowest points in the strip’s history.
Well, there WAS that one funny Sunday strip where he made spring come early…“Later. I don’t want to wear out the batteries.”
DARN YOU! You just ruined a whole week of Garfield for me! Next time use a spoiler box! Jeez!
I wasn’t impressed with Jerk City or Achewood, but I like Liesure Town a lot. I showed it to one online friend who reported back that he’d had a dream he was a sociopathic bendy figure. I like Red Meat. www.redmeat.com
Not that I think Red Meat or Liesure Town would do very well on the funnies page.
Eh, Doonesbury. Probably the most interesting thing about that strip is when some papers moved it to the editorial page. I’ve seen funnier political comics.
Nah, spoken as someone not too far removed from his teenage years and sick of the ridiculous cliches constantly used only to have my mom laugh at them because she thought they were true. It premiered when I was in high school and I have always detested the stupid POS.
Speaking as someone who’s in his final teenage year, it’s pretty good. Yeah, there are some stupid cliches and teenager stereotypes, but there’s also a lot of true stuff. I always thought I was the only kid who jumped down half-flights of stairs until they did a strip about it.
So, like I said… spoken as someone with no teenagers in the house.
Also, cliches’ are always true. Perhaps you meant misconceptions?
In either event, perhaps what happens in that strip doesn’t happen to you personally. That doesn’t mean it’s not truthful.
But, Dan, honey, you know people between the ages of 13 & 20 know everything. All those strips can’t possibly be realistic! I mean, what do we know?? We’re just their parents. It’s not like we’ve ever been through it.
All I know - no, really, this is all - is that Jeremy is my brother and me before him.
I took the stairs several steps at a time when going downstairs. And he’s been known to play GameBoy in the back of the van for hours while we passed Neat Things. Oblivious Boy, we called him.