Continuing Ben Co.’s fluff theme from yesterday, I’m pleased to unveil a continuation of our series on whacked out searches that brought people here. Without further ado, I give you Silly Searches, Vol. 2
Just putting it out there. Yes, I’m talking about that annoyingly saccharin, blatantly white bread, annoying-as-hell Family Circus. Even more infuriating is the 1950s values which continue to permeate the strip. Really, an update would be a huge improvement, such as Mom finding birth control pills in Dolly’s pants pocket or catch Billy trying to get Barfy high by hot-boxing in the doghouse.
Most are just bad, though.
I mean, look at the racist undertones in this one:
Or this gem, belittling women who choose not to keep popping out little Jeffys:
Am I totally off base here? Is there anyone out there who actually enjoys this? I’ve never read one of these comics and laughed. In fact, I think Bil Keane is just lazy…he never has to draw a full square, always just that stupid oval. And he doesn’t have to continue a story from one day to the next. Garbage.
Give me Calvin and Hobbes or The Far Side any day.
I am still saddened by the fact that I can’t read a new Calvin and Hobbes everyday. For whatever reason, Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs popped into my head this morning as I was eating my decidedly not Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bomb-y oatmeal.
Which lead to this:
This, of course, lead me to the Futuristic Cereal Name Generator.