|September 18, 2000: Gettin' e-Busy (Day 1)
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Would you do it for 24,897 Scooby Snax?
Okay, the last poll was up for a good long time. But it's a timeless question. Really. The current poll is in your honor, if you're one of the seemingly hundreds of people who asked when we'd tally the final results for this week.
Anyway, the real star of Scooby-Doo, as determined by the most scientific method ever created (namely, self-selected polling of comic strip readers; it's how they pick the Pope, you know) is....
Not Zelma. Not Thelma. Velma. In the tradition of second banana female costars everywhere, Velma has won our hearts, just like Bailey, Maryanne, and Janet. (You in the back, stop it. Now. Really.)
A close second is everyone's favorite not-a-beatnik and not-a-stoner, wink wink, a boy named Norville Rogers. Yes, that's right, Norville Rogers. Now you know why he called himself Shaggy and most definitely did not partake of any weed, because this is a cartoon, and nobody puts subversive material into cartoons.
(That almost came out with a straight face.)
As for the rest, in descending order of real-stardom, we have Daphne, Scrappy, and Fred. Poor Fred. He loses out to the Jar Jar Binks of the 70s. And 80s. And probably part of the 90s.