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October 23, 2007

Comics That Made Me Laugh Out Loud: October

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Borderline: Not quite LOLs, but a couple of definite grins:
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For some reason, almost all the comics that made me laugh out loud this month were published on October 11.
Julie:

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Lola: Hey, and I was at work when it happened!

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Nicole:

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Wendy:

This was on Jim Moore‘s LOL list, while Nicole submitted the same comic as a groaner:

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For previous LOL entries, please click here


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October 13, 2007

Funky Prediction

Assuming Tom Batiuk, like most of the rest of us, has had his fill of Dark Funky… Les calls Cindy, the only person he knows in New York. She helps him through the next few days, they become close, and eventually she decides that the life of a television reporter isn’t what she really wants from life — and that a life back in Ohio with Les might be (thus fulfilling the common writer fantasy of the high school nerd ending up with the high school beauty queen).

Les’s visit to the psychiatrist is taking place on the tenth anniversary of Lisa’s death and is occasioned not by any depression or life crisis, but because he wants “validation” for his desire to move on and ask Cindy to marry him. When the strip restarts, one of the first storylines involves 15-year-old Summer and step-mom Cindy learning to deal with one another. Les is happy, and it was Lisa’s quarter that brought him to Cindy and helped him resume his life.

October 8, 2007

His Only Concern

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Hopefully, the point of all this will be his eventual realization that his “only concern” was terribly misplaced: One one hand there’s his daughter, a little girl whose just lost her mother, who he’s dumping off with friends. On the other hand there’s Lisa’s ashes, which he’d promised to scatter in New York’s Central Park — but there really isn’t all that great a rush on this.

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