Thursday, July 20, 2006

Smells like a joke



Just three today, the smallest batch of the week:

Overboard by Chip Dunham
Pearls Before Swine by Stephan Pastis
Sally Forth by Francesco Marciuliano and Crag Macintosh


Don't look now, but I think Mallard Fillmore made an actual, honest-to-god, joke:

Now, I'm not saying it's a good joke, but it is a joke. It's not a demented rant, it's not one of those strange non-caricatures, it's a gag. It sets us up with a common, familiar situation--an automated phone message, then switches up with an unexpected twist on the situation--there's an option for pig latin. That's the anatomy of a joke. It looks like a joke, walks like a joke, and smells like a joke... good job, duck. But let's see tomorrow if you don't go back to complaining about immigrants or journalists, or whatever it was Rush Limbaugh was talking about four weeks ago.

3 Comments:

Anonymous DemetriosX said...

I knew that PBS would wind up here, but I'm not really sure it fits. If we don't find out that Rat has overheard the conversation in the first 2 panels, the last one loses something; it's just Rat being Rat, not Rat knowing he's untouchable. And the look on Rat's face is fantastic, possibly the funniest thing in PBS since the guard duck turning into Kurz or "Me no wear pants."

2:00 AM  
Anonymous Edmund Schluessel said...

I think in his roundabout, petty way, he's complaining about Mexicans.

2:40 AM  
Anonymous Adam Bloom said...

edmund: agreed. I assume he's attacking the "press 2 for Spanish" option on automated phone systems. He compares it to a pig latin option to, presumably, point out absurdity. Pretty pathetic.

1:35 PM  

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