DCRO 38- The Funnies (1936) #3 [AI Story]

 Story title: "Scribbly Receives a Guest!!"

Cover Date: December 1936

By: Sheldon Mayer

DCRO Entry

Let's see the meeting of Scribbly and Ving at once!

This one starts with Scribbly coming home hungry after a day out (probably right after the last chapter).

He strides into his house with the kind of shameless confidence only a kid can muster. And his brother's imitating him to boot!

Is he back to cute? I hope so.

Then, his mother informs him that he has a guest, a friend of his. Now, obviously, we know who that is. But he does not, so of course, he starts blindly insulting his friends, as 12-year-olds often do. Not that I know too many of them, but I do remember being twelve almost a hundred years later than this, and behaving similarly. Those were the days!

He then goes upstairs to take a bath (without checking who's there) and keeps the string of insults going for a while, throwing some threats in after not getting a response.

Here's a list of all the insults he uses, in case you're compiling 1930s curse words... For some reason.

-Ya big stiff (huh?)

-Old horse face (sure)

-Smatter (What?)

-Bulgarian cheese-hound (Specifically in reference to an individual one of his friend's sister is "running around with", and I don't know if he's talking about an actual dog or badmouthing her boyfriend...)

-Dumbell (Because... He's really heavy?)

-You big palooka (alright)

When he gets out of the bathroom he puts on a suit (because why not, the little shit swears like a sailor, but he must dress nicely for the visit) and proceeds to take the stairs in the unsafest way possible.

Of course, since we know who's there, one can imagine what happens next.

It's funny to imagine what Ving must've been thinking throughout the chain of insults. He just sits there, taking it. And the mother doesn't say anything, either. All in all, they just let him make a complete fool of himself.

And that's it! Read the story here, see the ratings, yadda yadda. 
 

Quality/Enjoyment: 3/5

The punchline was alright I guess (kinda predictable if you ask me) but Scribbly's monologue is pretty funny to me for some reason. I think it's a combination of the 1930s slang, the reliability of it all, and some of his expressions. Just take a look at this and tell me it's not even a little funny! 

I don't know, through the whole thing, I can't help imagining his voice as if he's been chain-smoking for fifty years.

Historical/Cultural/Narrative Significance:1/5

That is it for today, next time, we celebrate Christmas with Scribbly (kind of)!

Thanks for reading and have a nice rest of your day!