Monday, June 18, 2007

I imagine the "Men's Store" just sells guns and pornography

I love the inherent class war that's ongoing in this strip. I love how Veronica, despite being the richest teen in Riverdale, usually dresses like she just got out of softball practice. I also like how Betty, the naive middle class girl usually walks around it skirts that would make porn stars think they were too scanty for the pre-gonzo "tease scene." I also love how jealous Betty has been calculating exactly how much Veronica has been spending. Perhaps this is the breaking point before her prole (relative to Riverdale) rage explodes and ends in violence. "$1000 on a single fucking dress? Your time has come, borgeouis fat cat!" This is immediately followed by a shovel-based murder. I mean, she's got a linebacker stance in the second panel, and she looks like she's about to stick one of those size 12 workboots up Veronica's ladyhole.

I focus on this of course because it distracts from the glaring prolem of this strip - THERE'S NO FUCKING JOKE. Way to blow it, robot! You understand the concept of "set-up," but now you must learn to follow through in order to complete what we humans call "humor."

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