Fan of all Washinton area sports teams. Soon to be moving to the beach in N.C.
P1, Yeah, you think you get along with Corina fine, too.
P2, Are they at Outback? That thing on the table looks like a Bloomin’ Onion.
P3, A shirts and skins scrimmage might reveal just how fake she is.
Same here. I just hope the damned Covid doesn’t ruin our 50-year reunion.
P1, Which is more than you’ve done in this strip.
P2, But she makes up for it by bragging about how much she scores.
P3, And what annoys me is that you’re less than interesting but for some reason, everybody thinks you’re great even though you hate them all.
P1, And the star forward goes upside CK’s head.
P2, And then Corina and her Mom light her up.
P3, Thanks! You should see the other guy.
P1, Well, at least Tessi is keeping her stats up.
P2, Slashing? 21 goes to the penalty box.
P3, Coach Corina seems to have upset Milton Berle.
P1, Vic, grabbing his crotch, “I got your hot dog right here, Skippy!”
P2, From every indication here in Snarkland, I don’t think Vic goes that way, Marcel.
P3, I gotta hand it to ya, Doug, you got me. Corina, perhaps?
One of my friends in high school was also one of the last polio victims. He had braces and crutches just like those and of course, his nickname was Clank. Anyone from any of the sports teams that had an injury that forced them to use crutches had to race Clank across the cafeteria. One of the gym teachers broke his foot and he too, had to race. Clank retired undefeated. He eventually stopped wearing the braces and using the crutches a few years after high school and was a mechanic for the school system until he retired a couple of years ago. A really good guy and a real smart ass.
No 7’s here either. No hot dog for you!
P1, What’s your beef, lady?
P2, That isn’t fake. . .
P3, But you gotta buy your own drink.
P4, And in a rare 4-panel episode of Gil Thorp, slick Vic gets to find out the addresses of all the hot young Milford chicks.