Weird public Oedipal fantasy play? An unseemly interest in the teenage girl next door? Hiding in the bushes, watching the children? It’s apparent you’re a pervert, more like.
I'd like to posit a funny pages equivalent to Poe's law. Namely that the legacy strips are so far behind, and so clueless, in their attempts at pop culture references that it would be impossible to tell if someone were parodying their out-of-touchness. Exhibit A:
What is the joke even supposed to be there? Is there one?
Yep, that's the other major problem with it.
I can live with badly-drawn cartoons if they're funny, as with many of those that appear in Viz - which are of course often deliberately crude (in both senses).
This, via the comments at the Curmudgeon, is the only route to something approaching a joke I can begin to imagine.
1) A robo-call is a thing that you might be told to ignore.
2) The news keeps talking about political bots on Twitter, and today’s Chik doesn’t know what that means but it sounds kind of like those robo-call things.
3) So it stands to reason that if a Twitter bot posted something, it might be called a “robo-tweet”.
4) “robo-tweet” is a homophone of “robot wheat”.
5) And so it would be very funny if a farmer told his wife to ignore the robot wheat.
6) Although you’d have to spell it “robo-twheat” for the joke to work, and also call it “a robo-twheat” even though wheat is a mass noun and you’d never say “it’s a wheat”, but those little disfluencies are totally worth it for this comedic gold.
Even allowing for the individual artists being identifiable, how can the Six Chix stand to take any kind of collective responsibility for their output?
If they have a blind spot when it comes to their own work, it can't escape their notice that the other five days worth really suck.
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