It’s one huge play, and Spud has the wrong script…
Wallace: “No, that’s pretty much just you, Bucket Head.”
Uh oh, Rose has that look on her face. Somebody’s going to get it.
Any chance Spud is the only one calling her that way (and by himself)?
Spud is lucky to have Wallace as his best friend. Otherwise, I don’t think he’d survive the blackboard jungle.
Elementary school was tough, Jr. High was ruthless..
Spud will be no one’s huckleberry.
Easy on the ruminating old man.
Bogey alert. Get out the AAA ready…..
Welcome to Spudworld, where everything can go wrong.
I suppose one could spin this as a Western if one tried… we could title it “The Optimist, the Pessimist, and the Seagull.”
Takes me back to that time period! Sitting in the cafeteria with buddies taking nonsense and being silly. I knew I had just offered up a comedy gem when my best buddy Michael would have milk come out of his nose!
Fortunately, no body at my lunch table called me “milk nose” when it happened to me in third grade, however, the poor kid across from me had several other names for me!
Slightly to the side of the issue here, when I was an undergrad in university I had an acquaintance whose “party piece” was snorting a thin gold necklace chain up one nostril and then bringing the end out the other one. He would then “floss” his nose. The general reaction was usually “EEEWWWW!” But nobody called him Necklace Nose.
Not all cartoonists draw people with such personally different noses, but Henry and Trudeau make them consistently distinctive.
April 15, 2016