The funny comic

Dave introduced me to The Comics Curmudgeon. Which is funny. I normally don't read the comments, because there are so many of them, and all of the commenters follow the comics like Mary Worth is about to reveal the meaning of life.

But I read them today, because the Curmudgeon guy (Josh) linked to some stuff his commenters did.

One of the commenters asked what was happening in yesterday's Sally Forth.

Can someone explain what happened in Sally Forth yesterday? In the first panel Sally and Ted are in bed, in the second panel Sally is continuing her sentence but Ted is at the office on the phone and in the last panel they are back in bed. What the hell is going on?

Just idle chatter by someone who takes comics very seriously, and doesn't realize that Ted works for a teleportation manufacturing company. Duh. Anyway, 21 minutes later, the guy who writes Sally Forth responds with a detailed explanation. The answer: He messed up.

That's just much, much funnier than the actual comic.

And it officially makes me a fan of Francesco Marciuliano, who writes (but, as can be inferred from the error in the comic above, does not illustrate) Sally Forth. Turns out he also has a much edgier comic called Medium Large.

And he often makes fun of Sally Forth on the blog. Maybe Sally Forth will run off with the guy from Medium Large when she has her passed-over-for-the-promotion-induced midlife crisis?