danielguntrip expresses his dislike for the kids of today using words and sarcasm.

Saturday, 21 June 2008

You should probably be more concerned that your kids are HIDEOUSLY FUCKING DEFORMED.

Friday, 26 October 2007

You've got to love the way the punchline is underlined in the last frame.
Twice.
Just in case you don't, y'know, "get it".

Thursday, 25 October 2007

I think we can all be happy with the knowledge that, in the event of a serious global financial meltdown, "useless, unfunny, shithead cartoonist" will be among the first jobs to be given the chop.

Monday, 22 October 2007

AWOOGA! AWOOGA! SUPERFLUOUS, PUNCHLINE-NULLIFYING DIALOGUE ALERT!

Plus, if you read this crap with the frequency I do, you'd notice all these kids seem to do is walk.

Monday, 15 October 2007

This one is.. staggeringly surreal. Are the two thought bubbles connected? If so, are these kids are unable to talk because they've evolved the desirable skill of telepathy? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?

About

The Kids Of Today is a comic strip written and drawn by Neil Kerber that appears every weekday in London's reprehensible London Lite newspaper. This newspaper is provided free to thousands of idiots, commuters and idiot commuters by the publisher's crack team of onstreet distributors, who seem to like nothing more than both violating their own code-of-conduct and standing exactly in my way as I walk down Tottenham Court Road. I hate them. I hate the newspaper. But, most of all, I hate The Kids Of Today. It's a 3-panel strip that is (presumably) supposed to pass a a 'humorous' comment on the behaviour of the youth of today. Except it isn't funny. At all. Not only is it not funny, it only has about 3 different jokes (1. kids steal stuff, 2. adults don't understand 'da lingo' of the kids, 3. kids wear hoodies), which it recycles endlessly. It's a bit like looking into the brain of a deranged, senile Daily Mail-reading (strangely enough, it's actually published by the same company) pensioner who moans about "hoodies" hanging around on street corners through mouthfuls of porridge. Every time I read it, I want to weep for the trees that were cut down for it to be printed on. Also, I think it's going to give me some kind of visually-transmitted brain disease from it's COMPLETE AND UTTER BADNESS. Also, did I mention how really, REALLY bad it is? Did I? I'm sure I may have done. I've made this blog for the sole purpose of making fun of it, in an attempt to enhance my sad little life in a slightly-pathetic way. WHATever.

I am totally aware that I'm basically just ripping off Joe Mathlete. If you don't, you should read his "Joe Mathlete Explains Today's Marmaduke" blog, because it's about 89% more amusing than this blog is ever going to be.

All these strips are © Neil Kerber or the London Lite or whoever. I make no claim of ownership by posting them here. Frankly, I'm not sure why I would actually want them. Also, all words pertaining to real people are lies and should not be taken seriously. Probably. Maybe. Bye!