Forgive the elliptical thread title; I didn’t want to give away any spoilers.
First the link:
And now the observation that
Little April appears to be considering making the beast with two backs with Gerald.
I have no problems with the storyline myself; I’m just wondering if the prudes have started complaining and threatening boycotts yet. And, of course, I’m wondering what the rest of the Teeming Millions think.
They were smooching on her bed while fully clothed. Not something her parents would like, I’m sure, but not all that scandalous either. She’s supposed to be about 15-16, right?
I found it just a little bit odd that you posted Monday’s strip, and go on as though you don’t have access to news of how things progressed yesterday and today…
That’s the only odd thing you find about me? I find THAT odd. :dubious:
I started out from today’s strip, but then it occurred to me that, if someone hadn’t seen the earlier two, the story would flow best if you started at the beginning.
Well, there’s also
the underage drinking, too. Gerald bought wine, remember, and there’s glasses and a bottle on the floor in yesterday’s strip. Plus the parents returned when Gerald thought he had another 90 minutes alone with April, so I’m fairly certain that he was expecting or planning or hoping for a great deal more than he got.
Again, I’m not saying that I’m scandalized or even surprised that such a thing would happen; but I do expect to see some complaints by persons offended by the notion of teenage sex/drinking on the comics pages of family newspapers.
I’m sure your right about what Gerald is hoping will transpire. You’re probably also right about the fact that April is likely headed for a significant life-changing decision.
I don’t have that much familiarity with the character of April’s band mates, so I don’t really know whether to be disappointed in Gerald’s behavior. I have observed that April often has to have life kick her in the teeth in order to learn the lessons that will guide her future moral and ethical choices. She looks true to form here.
I don’t read my funnies in dead tree format any more, so I no longer get any kind of information about Middle America’s outrage over Ms. Johnston’s work, unless I read about it here first.
Here’s my problem with the strip: I stopped reading FBOW about 10 years ago, so to my mind, April is still a toddler.
<sob!> They grow up so fast!
No kidding. Farley gave his life for the poor girl, and she’s turning into a tramp!
So the question now is: what did Gerald leave that’s going to cause the confrontation?
ETA: The wine, of course! :smack:
Um…what does ETA mean?
I noticed the wine was left behind too. Plus April’s breath is likely a bit zymurgic. I’m pretty sure her smug thoughts of having gotten away with it are going to be dashed in tomorrow’s strip.
Editted To Add.
Well, I feel stupid for not figuring that out. I’d point out the mispelled word in your post, but the guards tell me Guadere is hungry today.
She’s full. 
Don’t you believe in foreplay?
:: muttering evilly ::
By the way, gigi, I note that your renewal date approaches, and since you paid for mine last time, would you like me to return the favor? Seems only fair.
Oh, that’s sweet of you! I think I’m all set, but it would be great if you feel like passing it on…but don’t feel like you have to. I’m glad you’re still here!
The only thing I love more than For Better Or Worse is the strip’s fans. I particularly like the way Lynn Johnston ages the characters accurately. Doonesbury sort of does it, but I can’t think of another cartoonist who adheres to such an accurate timeline.
And yeah, April’s waaaaaay too young for that stuff. I’m not too sure Lizard Breath is old enough, frankly – she’s not 30 yet, is she? Besides, she needs to find a nice teaching job in Ottowa, marry the football coach and settle down.
I do, but I also believe most teen make-out sessions stop short of having sex.
What’s the drinking age in Canada? 18 or 21? I’m sure she’ll get busted for the wine, and its bedside location might lead to more trouble and eventual heartwarming (or heartburn-inducing, depending on your FBoW tolerance level) life lessons.
Football coach? I think you misspelled accountant.
Living in New York where the drinking age is 21, I have fond memories of the Canadian drinking age of 19.
Hey! I am NOT SWEET! I am pure evil! Even as we speak I am in the midst of several different evil plans that will result in all the enslavement and torment of your entire mewling species! All love me and despair!
'Cept you. And Anaamika. And Lynn Johnston, to keep this on topic. And maybe Alyson Hannigan, though she’s on the bubble, frankly.
::stalks off in blind fury to murder a hobbit::