These chubbies are a relic of the era in which merely quoting the strip would result in a torrent of goodwill, as opposed to the flurry of lames one would receive for such lazy annotation today. Do not expect your findings to be accurate.

we simply need to adjust for the change over time of the fundamental constants, which is itself a new constant.

But if he were to have committed suicide, wouldn't he meet her sooner, seeing as they meet in heaven?

suicides go to hell, if you believe that sort of thing

Excellent point, good sir. A chubby for your research.

And here. http://m.assetbar.com/achewood/uuab6Thjp

I like to imagine the memory that Roast Beef would be stuck in would involve Weldon.

Hella chubby for that, mate.

He'd prefer Helpolax or Hopeugrin.

jokes from the future...

BEEEEEEEFF

haha i bust up

Be~ef <3

Olive... or twist?

OLIVE? ... or TWIST?!

The alt texts from this time made me very agitated.

why?

This alt text, I think, sums up the entire reason Onstad started this thing in such as a serious manner.

This strip makes my eyes water. With tears.

Old-Timey Roast Beef's catchphrase.

I really have to say with some conviction that I've never wanted to kill myself. Ever.

I do like making pancakes though.

Then it logically follows that you have never actually decided to live, having never fully contemplated your other option.

I've decided to live so hard that at times I've been close to dying. Does that count?

Are you saying that you almost died and chose to live, or that you sat around thinking of living so hard that it almost killed you? If the former, then that counts, because you had the opportunity to choose to die, even if it wouldn't be classified by others as a suicide (though the decision might have been made instinctively). If it's the latter, then Mortality: your doin it rong.

Oh my god. You're saying that you've been really, really high, aren't you? Jesus. I'm sorry for picking on you, I forget that most people my age were raised by marshmallows in the land of pussy.

Consider that last phrase stolen.

(By me.)

(For future use.)

If you really do have a deal sunshine, you better be forwarding that boy some royalties.

Are your parents Boomers?

My parents are Boomers. Fortunately I've had the more important social influence of hippy friends.

So, yes: fairly high/drunk.

Yes, I think we caught that your parents are Boomers. Great chronological and psychoanalytical analyses were made. I was curious about Spinynorman, since he's using the smackdown, and his parents might be older Gen-X types.

Nawp. Boomers it is.

Man, why the fuck did I write this? I must have been a dark fucking mood, Jesus

The worst part is that at least three people agreed with you enough to give you their chub-chubs.

<3 Beef.

And Beef finally did commit suicide! Foreshadowing!

&hearts; beef

All of the shenanigans and tomfoolery going on here

<3 Achewood readers

Beef, some day you will like... meals.

E> Beef

<3 Beef. It really can't be said enough.

He'll get a lamp so's he can function in normal society soon though!

DEPRESSED

Beef has the muscle arms here.... maybe he just got done doing some badass programming or something...

Yeah, but, you know...early strips. I mean, look at his area: his junk must be waxing the floor from the way Onstad drew it (or else Ray's bed is unusually high off the ground).

You know that an author has created great characters when you feel for them. Every time Beef says something like that I want to hug the fuck out of him.

Roast Beef! Finally, the uneasy emotional connection with Ray has started! I was wondering when the strip would change to this.

I love the little cat Roast Beef.