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He did what he said he would do. Dudes NEVER do what they say they will do. Beef did what he said he would do.

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Oh, Fuch! Philippe! Where did you find those AMC Movie Nachos?! I've been looking all over for those! ... Philippe?

I definitely come to achewood to have things explained for me

the dudes are going to a bar on friday and philippe seems to be home alone and needing attention

Come on.
Onstad gives some seriously subversive and upsetting details/non-detail in this strip. He's BUILDING CHARACTER... that takes time.

I think it's more for the sake of exposition - I sense a new story arc coming up.

God, I hope so. It feels to me like normally there's just enough weirdness to give the humor a twist, and enhance it all the more. This strip is just all weirdness and almost no humor, it feels like a really standard, nonspecial going-on in the achewood universe. There just isn't a joke, it's like if onstad made a strip about Ray running out to the post office and the bank on an uneventful Tuesday. Sure, we can all figure out what's going on, but do we care?

What i mean by "God, I hope so" is that if this is the start of a really good parallel storyline between Philippe at home and the dudes at the strip club, all the lames on this page will be vindicated, and i will be shown to be a man who reacts before he knows what is going on. So here's hoping.

My complaints about this strip have been vindicated.

Perhaps the wanton neglect of Phillipe is a just a joke unto itself.

Urg. I don't know about discussion. The posts are getting unwieldy to say the least. There's a lot of unthinking blah starting to appear; neither the brief, pithy fan-posts that make us laugh, nor the microscopic analyzes that make us think that the poster may be abusing his Ritalin again. Spelling mistakes and micro-feuds are cropping up doggs; this is all getting out of control.

"Micro-feuds," I can deal with. It's the spelling mistakes that make me itch.

MAD FAT PERSON MAD AT A CARTOON ALERT EVERYONE GET ALERTED

REPAIR!!

here's the chorus to my new single Trial Loving:TRIAL LOVINGGGGGGG/JUST A..."TEST RUN FUCKING"

This, right here, this is classic achewood. A flashback to the '04 days of yore.

You don't read strips like these for a chuckle. You read them for a confused chuckle. This is life, man!

I didn't feel this strip was all that confusing. Phillipe got sassy on junk food and wrote a swear, and Beef, obviously jovial on juniper oil got a groucho stache for the amusement of some strippers. No doubt he was goaded into doing so by the sensuality of Destynee's purple easy spirit pumps.

I find Philippe's singing and crooning to be kind of creepy. Repetition and stretching out words just... never sounds right.

You don't liiiiiiike it?

You don't liiiiiiike it when people talk like this?

Oh, daidai, you are hilarious. And that's a fantastic avatar too!

Wah thank yah kandly. Thank yah kandly vury much.

I think this is the beginning of a story arc. It reminds me of Phillipe at the Transfer Station.

I don't refer to the basic premise of the comic - "dudes in bar, phillippe home alone". I refer to the point Onstad is trying to make. The comic feels hell of incomplete, rushed, addled. An idea he wasn't able to translate to strip form adequately.

no man, this is the best strip achewood's had in 2 months. The joke is that Philippe has a bad life.

i get it

chubby for the avatar of ahmedigetitinejad.

give it time! this could turn out to be a long and involved arc... when phillipe went to find the couch at the dump, very little was explained in that first strip either.

Although to be fair he did explain that it was going to be a story arc in the alt-text. Not that I would expect him to it again here.

I voted this a 3 but if it turns out to lead on to a good storyline, I'd be happy to retcon it up another point!

you crazy. the lack of explanation makes it fantastic. you must not remember that chick named tyrone

I don't need to have these things explained to me because I PAY ATTENTION. I PAY ATTENTION.

I work for AMC. Even at employee pricing, I tend to avoid said nachos. lol

Nachos in a movie theatre aren't nachos. They're chips that got too old to be sold as chips.

Hey our chips are fine. It's the cup of yellow-orange 'cheese' sauce that scares me.

I did not mean to offend you -- or your chips.

I apologize for my senceless remark.

Is it true that they make that stuff out of some kind of synthetic polymer?

Actually, it's made out of the stuff left over after they club a baby seal and turn it's skin into a coat, mixed with the runoff waste from the SPAM factory.

Nuh-uh! I heard it's made from unicorn tears and the blood of virgin babies.

There are places one could go from the implied rareness of virgin babies, but all of them are bad.

- wishes he had eaten movie-house nachos while watching Saw rather than reading that comment

Maybe she means blood from babies born from virgins. Which is pretty much just Baby Jesus. So unicorn tears, and Jesus blood, but from when he was a baby.

Nope, I meant virgin, unspoiled babies.
But, yes, there are traces of baby Jesus blood.

...nice icon.

You know, I think spelling fuck, "fuch," is kind of dumb.

Philippe's compressed K looks like an H to me. I'm happy to spell fuck. Fuckity fuck fuck kcuf. crap

Well, since we're all just spinning our wheels and filling this board up waiting for Onstad to convalesce, I will again assert my belief that "fuck" or "fuch" was written by The Boys. Not the boy.

I'm so sick of this strip.

A general consensus, I think, as the rating has dropped.

<:C

That's some serious gas there are you protein boosting?

I'm confused. Did Phillipe go to the strip club? Is that someone else or does Beef have an iron cross pasted on his face? What kind of monster would abandon nachos on a floor?

Philippe was left alone in the house while the boys went out on the town. Unfortunately, he got a little rambunctious (possibly on the ol' not-water-juice) and apparently got into Lyle's supply of AMC Movie Nachos, from when he was working the snack stand, and also found what appears to be a magic marker. The question is, did he sniff that magic marker to get high, or merely write a profanity, truncated due to space? I think most of us learn the spatial requirements of the word "Fuck" around the time of middle school marble notebooks, but apparently Philippe's disillusionment is a bit more rapid. I hope that this has been of assistance to you.

Excellently explained.

An explanation of excellent quality.

While its quite obvious you explained the Phillipe side of things, I do not believe you have adequately described how Roast Beef got from A. to B.

Kudos on the Phillipe interp. though. I skipped it in my version, since I was stumped!

Except that Phillipe doesn't live at either Ray or Beef's house, so don't tar them a negligent caretakers. They're just innocently enjoying life.

Lyle, Cornelius and Vlad(?) can be seen in silhouette at the same bar as Beef and Ray. I don't see Teodor and I suspect he is home, absorbed with his computer (work or pleasure), and not giving Philippe any attention.

Also, I like that Lyle brought his own bottle to the bar.

I don't know why I feel the need to speak up about this, but people keep assuming that it's Vlad and I have to say that, unless Vlad left his hair at home, that is Lie Bot.

Sorry. The seemingly widespread confusion about this was starting to irritate me. Carry on.

Damnit you're right. We haven't seen either of them for so long, it's easy to forget

A lot of strip joints across the Midwest are B.Y.O.B.

Did you get into the sodium pentothal?

But let me ask you this: have you ever been drunk?

I think the answer is a resounding 'yes'.

If drinking interferes with your work, you're probably a heavy drinker.
If work interferes with your drinking, you're probably an alcoholic.

Either you're lying to sound cool, or you drink-drive. Whichever it is, incredibly lame, dogg.

Do we even want to know what the age of first cousin consent is in your state?

ZING!

Not to mention that is the U.S. Federally arm-twisted level in many States.

Actually, depending on individual body chemistry, some people reach .08 on 2-3 beers. That's domestic, not micro. I know people, myself included, who are safe to drive at or near .08, and I also know people who are not safe at .05, it all has to do with how your body reacts to alcohol.

no one is safe to drive at 0.08, only idiots. there is no discreet point between safe and unsafe. any increase in alcohol simply increases the chance of dying. even driving sober is not that safe if you think about it.

Mom?

Quote:

even driving sober is not that safe if you think about it.

I urge you to stay at home.

All right. We give. She's a sanctimonious killjoy. (She is not a sanctimonious killjoy)

And you're a drunk.

Why you all hating on the guy with alchoholism you know it is not rad to have alchoholism.

I am certainly not. Drinking is fine. It is his choice. He is the one who has to deal with it not you. Unless you worry for your family, in which case ask him where he lives and tell your family never to go there... oh wait people drive drunk everywhere.

Yeah, I agree, it IS his choice. He's free to put whatever he wants into his body, I don't care, you're right, he's the one who has to deal with the consequences.

But when you drink-drive, that's when you go beyond just endangering yourself. You're endangering every single person you go near, and that is NOT okay.

Dude it's totally an ankh

ankh-ankh!

ankh-morpork!

The Big Wahooni!

That Chubby you got, that chubby is Terry Pratchett's.

Care for a sausage? Inna bun?

Onna stick.

Depends. Which Dibbler are we quoting here? Dibbler? Dhblah?

Swallow-Me-Own-Blowdart Dhlang-Dhlang? May-I-Never-Achieve-Enlightenment Dhiblang?
Disembowel-Meself-Honourably Dibhala?

Wow, Promethea #12 reference. Ballsy.

hmm. My take was that all that trash was left over by the gang before they took off to the strip club, and philippe wanders in expecting someone to OK his disneyland wish and instead finds the last panel.

I thought this too. Now I dont know what to think about anything.

I'm with you wolfslice. You slice of wolf, you.

I would proffer this explanation for Philippe's spatial problems: he is upset, and is writing a swear to take out his anger, but by the end, his five-year-old judgment gets the better of him and he feels ashamed to finish the word in its entirety. We all know how Philippe is around swears.

But saying cusses is power!

You're wrong. The marker was used to draw the fake mustache and eyebrows on beef, and the fact that it's uncapped and the writing of fuck on the piece of paper are because the guys were pregaming before they left the house.

Beef became Groucho by ducking into a bathroom and drawing on heavy eyebrows and a mustache with a magic marker. Whether this has anything to do with the magic marker in the last panel, I'm not sure.

Thanks, now it makes more sense. I thought the "do it" referred to what Beef had been talking about in panel 2: urinating "into a little plastic toy cube if someone asked [him] to." I thought, wow, um, good for him, sort of. But I secretly wondered what on earth had happened to his face.

Actually, I think they're stick-ons. Look at the eyebrow overlapping the edge of the face.

I have an alternate explanation. May not be more or less right than sncether's, but it's the way I read it.

Philippe has indeed been left alone in the house, but he hasn't realized this yet. The fact that he is coming through a door from the right in Panel 3 and speaking from the right of Panel 6 makes me believe that he is walking in on the detritus of the pre-party held by the boys before they left for the strip club.

The contrast is between the special future that Philippe believes awaits him and the dirty reality that really does. He is about to be reminded that he is not the center of the universe, not even the center of his little household who have all abandoned him for the evening. His lofty dreams of a sparkling Disneyland will soon be replaced by the base yearnings for any form of escape from the demands of adult life, those same yearnings that have taken hold of his companions.

I made myself sad.

Well, minus the psychoanalysis, this is the viewpoint I subscribe to.

I fully endorse this interpretation.

Indeed! Further supporting this interpretation is the fact that Beef is wearing a mask - a mask is inherently symbolic of 'yearnings for any form of escape from the demands of adult life,' - a Groucho mask especially so.

oh my god philippe eternally wandering around an empty house slowly realizing that he's not special and children are forgotten quicker than old cake is like so many alternate universe garfields. why am i so sad now what have you done FUCK this week ;____(

Do you know, I believe you may be right. Not because of Philippe's entrance and exit points, but mostly because of the magic marker and Roast Beef's Groucho Marx-face (although I originally took those for prosthetics). It's the bloody glove, Philippe is the victim, and Harper's 27 Women is the white Ford Bronco. I think we will have to stay tuned for the next strip to find out who the Real Killers are. Or maybe we'll just get a return of the golf blog instead, to really keep the analogy going.

No, wait, that doesn't make sense, because Roast Beef clearly says he put on the stache and eyebrows in the bathroom. I still think you might be right though.

The gang had a six pack of markers. They left the one they killed already and took the rest to the club.

That's how you do up a Friday night correct.

Indeed. It's a method of turning the mother out.