So. "Wot A Rukus" is out. Instead the title is now an obsolete 90s slogan from the dawn of the Internet Age, the AOL declaration "You've got mail" -- with one throwback beatnik lingo tossed in for the Heck of it.
Feathers are out. Headbands remain, though.
Camp Woodstock. Where you listen to The Beatles all day. I can imagine these writings become a game. Make the least naturalistic change possible. This has to stand out like a sore thumb.
The narrative hinges on just what Li'l Jinx's nickname will be. In her Sioux Tribe or Flower Child group, depending. I am a little curious what the other Hippy group names are at this camp. Hopefully no one calls themselves "The Family".
Did they lose the paint colors when they moved from Indian to Hippy? And apparently this panel is still acceptable, or deemed transferable from its cultural context.
Hep Cats? I thought they were the Flower Children.
What feather? Incidentally, doesn't that song go "If you're going to San Francisco... Be sure to wear a feather in your hair"? I thought she was playing hippy here. (Without the psychedelics).
Her own Private Idaho. And skunk smells give her the nickname. Seems kind of mean.