tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-112576752012-01-09T00:53:12.058-08:00The successor to a blog called FB*** Strikes Back, cracking wise about a certain comic-strip family from Canada.mikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01046696068743688300noreply@blogger.comBlogger551100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11257675.post-1120161774195697002005-06-30T13:02:00.000-07:002005-06-30T13:03:18.036-07:00

Sorry, folks, as the intermittent posting suggests, the hectic summer months make it difficult to post. So, Elly's Revenge will be on hiatus until July 25. Until then, we suggest you trot over to Foobiverse, where the posting has always been more lively anyway.

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By Crumblord(Promoted from comments) Well, NOW we know why things ... take ... so ... looooong. If hummingbirds live in one parallel universe, clearly the Pattersons live in another (smack dab in the center of it, natch) where one conversation can last for weeks. Today's strip

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I guess I should be glad that the one-week lull in watching Patterson children move has finally ended. (Not only was the car-buying sequence boring, Liz's move to the south gives us yet another opportunity to see a Patterson work her magic with packing tape. That's right, Liz, you strap down those box corners. Oh baby.) But, I truly don’t get what the “joke” is. (This strip is so removed from

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Today's strip

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I tell you, girls, picking out a new car is not an easy decision. Personally, I'm just as happy to have my man handle this along with the other traditional male chores (mowing the lawn, taking out the trash, financially supporting the family, building elaborate model train sets). But, I've decided to strike a blow on behalf of women everywhere by playing an equal-decision-making role in the

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July Cover Story Exposes Kelpfroths(Note to editors: This press release is embargoed until June 20.) Vanity Fair's revelation of Deep Throat's true identity isn't the only big story hitting newsstands in July. Toronto-based monthly Portrait is coming out with an equally sensational article, "Kelpfroth: The Downstairs Neighbors." Writer and Portrait Senior Editor Michael "Les Nessman" Patterson

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By Crumblord(Promoted from comments)Today, with April and Becky's trip to the VaVaVoom store ... well ... One-Boob April? Color me disturbedToday's "strip"

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We see speculation afoot that FBoFW is on the prowl against FBOFW commentary blogs. A couple have wondered: Did the fuzz close down this particular outpost of FBoFW criticism? Not that we know of -- though maybe the hammer will come down now that some of our blogging bretheren have cited us by name. (Thanks for that, all. "Hey, Mr. Nazi, I hope you don't hassle Mr. Goldberg over there.") Was

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By Zephyra (Promoted from comments) All right, today's comic firmly establishes what I think many of us have suspected for some time now. Mr. Kelpfroth is, in fact, Satan. Exhibit A is today's strip. Exhibit B is here. I imagine Mrs. Kelpfroth is some sort of lieutenant demon. Hopefully, the Forces of Light will exorcise the evil Kelpfroths from the building. Once the baby Pattersons start

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The mind reels -- there's so much to comment on today. (e.g., Why can't Mike and Dee carry their umbrellas upstairs? Why does a tape outline empower Mike to leave his junk in front of his neighbor's doorway? Why is Melville's groin the focal point in two of the drawings? Why is Mike's peculiarly drawn head jiggling in the last frame? Is Mike clever enough to include the entryway in his part of

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By Zephyra(Promoted from comments) As the daughter of a Jewish mother (and the granddaughter of a Jewish grandmother, and so on and so forth), I can say with authority that today's strip is staggering in the amount of cognitive dissonance it's giving me. In the first panel, we have Lovey exclaiming in the most Jewish way possible. Then in panels two, three, and four, she absolves Deanna of most

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By marciamarciamarcia(promoted from comments)So Meredith fell down the stairs while, presumably, riding a rolling toy unsupervised in the public stairwell of an apartment. Who wants to be the first to call SRS on Deanna?Today's strip

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By The Heckles (Promoted from comments) Hey! It's us! Your downstairs neighbors. It took us almost no time to move into the apartment you vacated. We didn't really appreciate the potporri and diaper pail odor you left behind. It took you hours and hours and hours to move. We skulked in the hall patiently for you to get your butts out of OUR apartment. It only took us four hours to move in,

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By Anonymous(Promoted from comments) My predictions for the strip aside from the obvious "Mike and Deanna buy the Patterson family home..."Grandpa Jim dies of a heart attack during an erotic nap. Iris finds Dixie chewing on his body and loses her mind. Elly makes news by adopting the now-demented Iris as her third daughter, occasionally paying Lovey to come over and babysit and bring her

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Clearly, Lovey the Landlady doesn't get into the niceities that most propety owners follow. It's customary, after a tenant moves out of an apartment for the owner to have it cleaned and painted -- even if the previous tenants were as saintly as Michael, Deanna, Merrie and Baby RobinTM. Not so with Lovey. As she might say, "What? You want I should clean the apartment? Oy, what am I, baked

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Is there anything so thoroughly exciting and enjoyable as reading about people moving around boxes? This is going to be a really great week of FBOFW! Tomorrow: putting things in drawers! Wednesday: honey, where did we put the nail clippers? Thursday: I sure hope I can live at my mommy's house someday. Friday: Let's watch the paint dry! Today's (yawwwwwn) strip

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By ZigibotPromoted from comments: From Sunday's megastrip: If you need more evidence the Pattersons/Johnstons are one strange crew, consider frame 7: "I found this pearl necklace in the closet." In this house (a) it's not unusual for a teen to be rooting around in closets (since John's reaction is not "Hey, what the f*** were you doing in my closet?" but rather a triangular smile in profile); (b)

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...As we contemplate the subtext of today's installment: Mike married his mother. Today's strip

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"When you were a teenager you couldn't wait to move out of this house. Now 10 years later you want one just like it. Strange” “You bought a car 5 years ago. Now you claim you need another one. Odd.” “When you were a baby, you insisted that your corn be served strained. Now, when I serve it to you that way, you hardly eat it. Curious.” “You bought a printer cartridge last week. Now this week,

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Because, without today's concluding thought bubble, we might have momentarily forgotten that the senior Pattersons' reward for all their overflowing goodness is having more money and property than they know what to do with. Let them slurp soup! Today's strip

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Well this is a shocker: According to both the Yiddish Dictionary Online and Ectaco Online Dictionary, Lovey’s “schmutzic” and “ungevorfen” appear not to be real Yiddish phrases. So, for those keeping score at home: Teen lingo: Too busy, can’t get the real words. Yiddish vocabulary: Don’t be such a nudge. (Checked it – that is a real Yiddish term.) Dental terms: 100% accuracy. Looks like we are in

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LARRY KING LIVE TRANSCRIPTApril 29, 8:15 p.m. [snip]Dr Ralph. Morgan, Psychiatrist: So, really, there's nothing unusual about you wanting to have your cat sleep with you, sir. But, your insistence that it wear a nightgown may be something you want to discuss with a qualified medical professional. Larry King: Milborough, Ontario, Canada. Go ahead. Caller: Hi Larry, love your show, hello from

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"I know what I'll do to get those bloggers off my back. They make fun of my April storylines, my Michael and Deanna plots, my Grandpa Jim arcs and, worst of all, they ridicule the Mtigwakis and my beloved Elly's sphincter. I'll show them. I'll create a storyline so devoid of any interest that they'll have nothing to say for a week, shrivel up and die." Check...and mate. Today's strip

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...But, today, Dr. Everett Morsel told me I had totally top-of-the-line "equipment!" (And, you don't want to know what he said about filling my anatomy...or something like that.) Today's strip

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You do? Oh good, thanks. Here goes. This is for John and Elly in Milborough. Ahem. JUST RETIRE ALREADY!!Whatever...just stop talking about it!Between their swims with dolphins, does the FBoFW creative ever think about how out of touch this comic strip is with current reality? Look at the news folks: Social Security can’t last a minute longer. People’s stock-based 401(k) investments are tanking.

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From today's strip: Is Dr. Everett Morsel whistling...or brain farting? We report, you decide. Today's strip (again)

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So, let's get this straight: When it comes to teenage lingo, Lynn just makes it up. Because, after all, no one who reads comic strips really knows what teens sound like. But, when it comes to dental talk, there you've got to have authenticity. "If I just say MODVL people will know I'm faking. Make it a posterior MODVL. Then no dentist will call me a foob." By the way, based on a recent entry in

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This is the third or fourth time April's awkward teen lingo has depicted fiiine-looking males as some sort of edible snack. Oh sure, we could pontificate about the inappropriateness of a family-oriented comic strip habitually objectifying the opposite sex (or, in this case, caramelizing it). But, we aim to be more helpful than that. Because, we fear, this story arc is intended to send us all

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So, let's get this straight. John apparently has long conversations with Moira when Elly's not around. And, in those conversations, they both agree that Elly is running her business into the ground and she should sell it off. Small wonder that Moira would feel this way, what with Elly taking off weeks at a time and consigning business administration duties to her 13-year-old child. But, the fact

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Maybe after my big deadline crunch, my senses are somewhat dulled. But, I've reread today's FBoFW several times (which, I suspect, is more than the author of the strip can claim), and I can say without fear of contradiction that it makes no sense. The recap: FRAME 1: Elly tells Paw he doesn't complain about growing old. (Which, in my book, after five days of Elly bitching about the symptoms of

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Please, in response to today's strip about Elly's sphincter, enjoy this awkward silence. ...Today's strip

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Dad: Um is there anything else you want to tell me? You haven't committed any serious crimes have you? April: Oh no, people who commit serious crimes are evil. I couldn't live with myself if I did that. Well, I did break into to someone's house once an' stole his TV. Dad: Really. April: It was a long time ago. An' the guy didn't care about the TV. Dad: That's nice. April: Because as I was taking

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From the Milborough Heights Welcome Wagon In previous sections we've discussed the best local garage, how to get to the closest MallMart, and where nearby to get the best couscous (yum!) and chocolate milk (rrrrowr).In this section, we tackle the more sensitive issue of avoiding the Pattersons.Please, dear neighbor, do not discuss this with the Pattersons. They are a well-meaning, if somewhat

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Though the likelihood of a 14 year old liking (or even recognizing) couscous deserves comment, that wasn't the most noticeable thing about today's FBoFW.Rather, it was this disturbing image, embedded in today's strip. As Dr. John and April's "special" relationship continues to unfold, we are treated to this image -- a roast chicken lodged in the bent-over dentist's derriere, and April getting

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Be thankful for small favors: No preachiness in today's FBoFW. A welcome break from the tedious soap opera that has become FBoFW, today's installment revives the old "tell a gag in four panels" format. Not that dogs bonking into hallway doors is exactly Monty Python-caliber humor. But, at least for today, there's a temporary cessation in the beatification of various Pattersons. The creative

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My, what an odd phrase Elly uses to describe April's infanthood. "You were so full of beans." Say what? Is this more Lynn-manufactured hip lingo? (We checked FBoFW.com, but as of yet, no treatise on the derivation of "full of beans" has been posted.) Or, is this commonly used terminology in the northern provinces? Anyone else ever seen this phrase used in this context? It's easy to dismiss

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By AnonymousPromoted from commentsLynn tops herself with Tacky Therese's baby hug auction. What does she have against French Canadians? Haven't they suffered enough in all WASP Millsborough? Hell, I'd pay money not to have to hold that Satanic spawn. Today's strip

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The big question in the latest bizarro Sunday, full-color FBoFW is: "why"? Why, exactly, would the boy editor tell his daughter that Mommy's teat was squirting out chocolate milk? What response was he hoping to elicit? Seems like the best possible outcome would be sibling rivalry, while the worst would be a 3-year-old brat pushing her nursing brother out of the way while sucking mommy dry in

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Can we PLEASE declare a moratorium on the faux teen slang? Not only is Lynn making herself look foolish for using it, she's making us look dopey for reading it.We have been treated to a torrid of "foobs" in recent days, and there's been nearly two dozen utterances of slang that I'm willing to bet no self-respecting teen -- or even one living in Canada -- really uses. This spectacle is similar to

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By MarciaMarcia(promoted from comments)I'm still totally convinced that Tuesday's strip (Now with twice the "Foobs!") is a shout-out to us. And Becky, sweetie, I can deal with you being roadside and all, but you may want to watch who you're calling "Porko." We've all seen your butt.Today's strip

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Sorry, folks, a family emergency (not the Patterson family, my family) is going to keep me away from ER for most of this week. Use this open thread to post away. I'll try to promote deserving comments, but may not be able to.

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By Immediate Release(promoted from comments)Reuters, 18 March 05In a break with thousands of years of Catholic practice and tradition, the Pope has canonized a cartoon strip character.Vatican spokesperson Patrick MacGillicuddy announced Friday that His Holiness Pope John Paul II has issued a Papal Bull bestowing sainthood on 'Elly Patterson,' a character from a popular, family-themed cartoon

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No, not monetary contributions, dears. If you want to post about today's FBoFW, do so here. I got nothing. Meritorious comments will be promoted.

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"Five bucks...how can a card be worth five bucks [Canadian]," gripes April. (Seemingly somewhat out of context, since this young teen would not have been around in the "old days," when cards cost, say, only $2 Canadian.) Speaking through our youthful protagonist, crusading Lynn Johnston is willing to take the controversial position that "things cost too much these days!" Why, even a horny

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By point-counterpoint(promoted from comments)Being A Stay-At-Home Mom Is Hard Work!by Dee PattersonDon't get me wrong -- I'm not usually a "complainer." It's just that I wish my husband Michael would try to be a little more understanding about how much work it is to run a home and take care of two young children. I try my best to be organized, and my dear mother-in-law Elly is always there to

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"Tunes, baby!" Kind of an odd thing to say to a sister-in-law who's 15 years your senior, donchathink? But, today's FBoFW -- and presumably the whole week's story arc, since rarely does a FBoFW car trip get wrapped up in less than five or six installments -- is full of awkward moments.During this exciting drive on what appears to be an abandoned stretch of Yonge Street (gotta give Lynn props for

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Joseph "Joe" PulitzerPulitzer Prize Office 709 Journalism Columbia University New York, New York 10027Dear Joe: I would like to nominate today's edition of "For Better or For Worse" by Lynn Johnston for one of your patented Pulitzer Prizes, in the category of "Distinguished cartoon published during the year" (#12 on your list of award categories -- after international reporting. How bogus!). This

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Only because someone asked: The address of the feed is: http://ellysrevenge.blogspot.com/atom.xml

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Er. Yes. Ahem. Interesting. A young girl who gets "the look." And not just from dad either. With whom she just spent six weeks alone in the house. Hmm. And, now, the obligatory awkward moment of silence. ...Today's strip

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By Buster Bear(Promoted from comments)Elly is so dismayed by Therese’s lack of tact in proposing money rather than gifts that she is boycotting the baby’s shower. Hmmm. I wonder how much of that holier-than-thou indignation she’d have if she saw how her image was prostituted for money on Lynn’s hyper-capitalistic web site? Collections of (so-called) “comics”! Throw pillows! “Stylish Imprinted

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By Omega(Promoted from Comments)St. Elly is going to send a check, but NOT COME TO THE SHOWER! Oooh, that'll show 'em, becuase it's not really a party until Elly's in the hizzouse! That'll teach Therese to be such a greedy shrew!By josephus rex imperator(Promoted from Comments)Ah, but Skank April is going her one better! She's going to the party--all the better to annoy the adults with her

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Pardon us, but isn't the story line of today's FBoFW exactly the same as yesterday's? Only now instead of telling Maw about the insensitive Therese, April is telling Lizardbreath. Presumably, LJ wants to be sure that we understand...dear readers, the oh-so common practice of asking for money as a baby gift is not very couth! Even Liz understands that! Will the rest of the week be spent watching

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By Buster Bear(Promoted from comments)Do the Canadians have an anti-defamation league? Because it's about time to call in and report a disturbing trend in this "comic" strip ... Poor Therese - our token French-Canadian. Not only is she portrayed as a total moron (for marrying someone 80 years her senior) but now she's becoming even more selfish, nasty, rude and materialistic ... Oh well, I

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Michael Patterson is at it again...charming the elderly landladies. Now it's homeowner Lovey who is so enamored of the boy editor that she's willing to give away part of her house just to keep him under her roof.If Lovey gets half the attention of the alluring Mrs Dingel, it's no wonder that she prefers financial sacrifice to "losing" Mike. After all, as we were reminded last summer, nearly a

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FBOFW Strikes Back Strikes BackTo quote the Fred Willard character in "A Mighty Wind"....wha' happened? Not sure why FBoFW Strikes Back incurred the wrath of Angelfire and, perhaps, FBoFW's corporate offices. Possibilities:The original user who set up FBoFW Strikes Back had his/her account closed, and the blog went with it.Someone from FBoFW complained because "FBOFW" is a copyrighted

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