[Henry Miller]Naw, kid. Thank you.[/Henry Miller]

HI-larious!

I think Jim had a more american accent? I don't think he used words like bloke and mate...

Last I checked, nor does Sacha Baron Cohen.

Dude. SBC is in Sweeney Todd. Go see it.

Tell me about it.

are you . . . the Queen of England?

Apathy just means not caring. You are caring too much about the implications of the word apathy.

Apathy is the best policy.

You're probably right - but who really cares?

(today is predictable response day!)

No one gave a shit about predictable response day, frankly.

I knew you'd say that.

Global chubby to the entire preceding conversation.

How does this not have more chubbies?

Mostly because SotiCoto is fairly unpopular.

he is pretty certainly a dick about a lot of things, and being a dick enough times gets people sick of you quick.

Ah, it's the most beautiful thing... all this arguing with neonfreon, and I haven't got a clue what he said in the first place. Bless you, new system that allows me to ignore certain commenters....bless you.

No one cares that he gave it a 1, it was just annoying that he was so proud of giving it a 1 and couldn't wait to tell us all about it. Like nearly everything I've seen him post, it was Lame.

yea its a lot like that overextended metaphor, huge props, you are the next Onstad.

Why should he? Most of the people that DO like any given strip merely quote a line at random from it and rake in the chubbies. Or say "Definite 5" or "Best strip ever." Or lame the hell out of anyone who doesn't like it.

Second.

We all do this, late at night, alone.

(Five'd for "I HANDLED this")

I've never figured out what a Stella is. Can anybody help me out?

andrew_'s explanation is the correct one. In fact, Stella's are so incredibly crisp at all times as to be crunchy. I have drank many a crisp beer, but very, very few that were so crisp they were crunchy. Stella Artois is one of those beers.

you win

that comment was almost as pointless as this one

i am trying to atone for my wrong doings

The real magic of Santa Clause is that he's LEGALLY not supposed to be within 100 feet of children. This is why he resorts to supernatural stealth instead of knocking on the door like a sane person.

Mmm, I actually had a couple Stellas this evening. I don't usually go for lagers, but damn, they were in fact crisp and delicious.

I said %u201COh my God,
what grim façade
do you meet me with in my wakefulness?%u201D
I had too many Stellas and they all was crisp

Yeah i had that running through me head. Props!

stella is also known as 'wifebeater' in my local bar. that doesn't mean it's anything other than fizzy pish, right enough.

I'm assuming you're in the UK. Am I right in believing that Stella is known as "wifebeater" b/c it's a higher alcohol content beer (not the Stella you get in the US) and the local trash gets their buzz on harder, better, faster, stronger?

it's fighting juice. it's about 5% abv, but it seems to send people into more of a frenzy than other beers of comparable strength. i hate the stuff, it's nothing more than the european equivalent of budweiser, but it's got a fancy-ass marketing campaign that has convinced most people that it's somehow a 'prestige' beer. fizzy pish. urgh.

Man, not to knock you, but just because a beer is light and refreshing doesn't mean its pish. When you talk about beers with a lot of heft but nothing going on, I think of Boddington's. Flavor-wise it is like drinking a soggy-crust milkshake, and it's seen so rarely over here, its become a fashionable beer. Listen, I like a pint of bitter as much as the next guy, but just because a beer doesn't weight as much as three small children doesn't mean it's not worth drinking.

I agree with your point, but I'm not sure if that's what chien was arguing. I actually dig on Stella, I'm a great appreciator of lagers, but even I have wondered if it's growing prestige among American moderate beer-lovers is more due to a perceived respectability. This may be the case, but still, to compare an at least decent lager like Stella (that has some distinctive flavor, and yes, a noticable crispness) to Bud is like comparing, well, Deep Blue to one of those shoes that people with clubfoot wear. Bud is horrible and has no redeeming qualities (besides not costing too much), and I can say that, because I even had 6 bud lights in the last 32 hrs. I'm making up for it with a passable Bordeaux.

All I am saying is that I am about as fond of disliking things because they are popular as I am of seeing every dumb ass with an unusual hat drinking Guinness. It is a double-edged sword. Or a two-way street. Or a double-dicked shark (a normal shark). Something like that.

I understand, and friends of mine sometimes prefer to simplify my tastes to being "fond of disliking things because they are popular," when I prefer to think of it as a healthy, and deserved, skepticism. I've drunk Stella like it was going out of fashion since it became available in my neck of the woods (02/03-ish), but I, as a still untested appreciator, still wonder if my appreciation is amateurish.

Oh I feel you on that point. I know my appreciation is amateurish, but I don't let that get in my way. You read, you listen to more knowledgeable people, and you trust your palette. Eventually you become better. Don't let inexperience stop you from diving face-first into a glass of hops.

Stella is also often very cheap. The nightclub I work at (don't go there) sells stella at £1.50 a pint on certain nights. Translated into dollars that's pretty expensive, but for here in comparison to other drinks it's dangerously cheap.

I believe that Stella is called 'wifebeater' because of A Streetcar named Desire, specifically the iconic scene where Marlon Brando bellows "Stella!" outside the apartment after he has beaten up his wife.

That's a more preferable explanation, and probably a more likely origin, but the "Stella is 'wifebeater' b/c white trash jackoffs drink it to get more drunk, go home and beat up their wives" story is actually one I've heard from 2 different friends who travelled to England, on separate trips and to different parts of the country (Hull/Birmingham). Now, obviously, this could be a kind of urban legend type of thing, where the origin has become confused...or it's just a lie they like to tell the Yanks.

To go with your icon, could you say.

"Nooooooooo" for me?

Fvck Stella... Bring on the Scrumpy.

Yep, see RAS Syndrome...kind of covers both the concept and (being an example itself) the good-natured use thereof...

Pet peeve: when a dude cold fails to understand irony.

I hope you die in a car crash.

I hope you're at the scene of the crash, looking all smug until the police arrest you on suspicion of causing it and all the witnesses confirm it.
And then you get thrown in jail with a cellmate who plays special games of basketball with people...
And nobody ever breaks you out.
Ever.

I hope you flip some guy the bird,
He cuts you off and you're forced to swerve,
In front of the Beatles' tour bus,
A Bookmobile and a Mack truck,
Hauling hazardous biological waste,
The light turns red you have no brakes,
And "Hard Copy" gets it all on tape,
So you can see the look on your face.
Die!
I hope your Pinto begins to spin,
Takes out a disabled Vietnam Veteran,
Mows down a Nobel Peace Prize Winner,
And maybe some orphans having Christmas dinner.
Perhaps even the British Royal Family,
And the Rabbi that's clutching the bottle-fed puppy,
And we can't forget the newlyweds,
And those Jerry's Kids are as good as dead.
I hope this helps to emphasize,
I hope this helps to clarify,
I hope you die.
I hope your cellmate thinks he's God,
But C.N.N. refer to him as "Bowling Ball Bag Bob",
Serving time again for abuse of a corpse,
Only this time the victim's a Clydesdale horse.
While he masturbates to photos of livestock,
He does the "Silence of the Lambs" dance to Christian Rock,
Eats feces and quotes from "Deliverance",
And fights with his imaginary playmate Vince.
Die!
I hope he grins like Jack Nicholson,
And forces you to play a game called Balls On Chin,
And whatever happens next is all a blur,
But you remember "fist" can be a verb.
And when you finally regain consciousness,
You're bound and gagged in a wedding dress,
And the prison guard looks the other way,
'Cause he's the guy ya flipped the bird the other day.

1st place! S-S-S-Seriously how easy is that?

The La Brea Tar Pits

It's AIM through Google.

This strip is great. I have an awesome internal voice for Chaka. Beef is the man for coding his own chat software, bonus points that it's easy enough for even Ray to figure out how to use.

CHERISH ME. NOW. That also elicited a "5" from me. I really like this strip.

I agree with you, and your rhymes are tite which also helps.

"i want to throw a cream pie right directly in his eye."

Pornography has absolutely ruined that word. What a terrible mental picture.

but pornography has also given us the words 'bukkake', 'milf' and 'miami slaps'. although that last one might be hip hop videos. i forget.

In these days there are differences between hip hop videos and porn?
Ha Ha! Ubiquitous. *monocle*

Notice how he employed a lolcat-ism to break the ice.

Hee hee, completely reading through Achewood for the first time is lifechanging. Webcomic nostalgia!

Brak. Is that the one with the landscapes, monkeys, kids sifting through garbage and chickens getting their beaks burned off? That's weird, man.
I don't think any of us cherish our friend's faces enough. I should go do that right now.

seriously; my first achewood was August 31, 2005 so i had to go reread the archive just so it'd stop telling me i hadn't seen every strip pre-assetbar. it was, however, time well spent.

Tomorrow morning I begin day one of many. It shall be done...... it... shall... be...done!

man, when I first read your username, i mentally pronounced it "twop-lee".

Whenever you get a chance, sit on a genius' lap.

I expect "The Cure" now to at the very least have a song with the lyrics "WALLOW IN YOUR CHERISHES/CRADLE IN THE CHAMBER OF MY FERTILE PAIN"

Let Ray Kryptonite That.

Man, I *totally* found out the other day that my friend is going to see The Cure in autumn. I really, really tried to get him to stop liking The Cure, but he just wouldn't do it.

So, I hit him with a piece of wood. You know, to remind him of eternity. (Also because he likes The Cure)

Beef HANDLED this!

I do cherish you, Tom Waits. I do cherish you.

Don't you lie to me, son.

"CRADLE THE CHAMBER OF MY FERTILE PAIN" is the most psychedelic sentence I've come across in a long time. This is my favorite strip in weeks, pretty much exclusively based on Beef's chat text. The esoteric emoticon is pretty great, too. [p.s.- what's a "dap"?]

"give me some dap"! You know, like, fist pounding? Other greetings? That's what I think he is talking about.

Wikipedia describes the dap greeting here--in its simplest form, the participants make fists and briefly touch them together. Ray and Beef exchanged the greeting [url=http://achewood.com/index.php?date=03102006]here[/a], in panel 6.

GAAAAAH SCREWED BY BBCODE AGAIN

Ah, I see. Thanks! I'm glad I can get dudes to wikipedia stuff on here for me. I guess I'm just that lazy.

Ahh, it's good to have Ray back.

The "CHERISH ME. NOW." line seems to have a lot of fans, but I have to say, it was "I HANDLED this!" that really made this a five for me.

Also, I don't care what anyone says, but Chaka is awesome.

Ray-and-Beef Chat also has the optional milk-and-eggs calculator module in lieu of video chat.

"say that you cherish my face". I liked all the cherishing, but that one particularly tickled me.

What makes me especially excited is that I use "handle" as well, usually in the context of gaming (e.g. "The man shooting at you, teammate? I handled it").

what made it the best for me was ray getting advice from someone who spoke like miss cleo.

This Chaka guy is pretty much Ali G.

What's a dap, my friends?

All-time most tender Achewood moment!

this is actually how men work. not that there are any females here.

to learn from my wisdom. yes

Assetbar DOES seem to be a predominantly dudely pursuit.

Interesting. Because I am a lady, and was hipped to Achewood by a lady, I always assumed the gender balance among fans was pretty even.

Assetbar members are actually predominantly female. As of today 2300 dudes, 3800 dames. That's the truth.

Recent studies have shown that men yammer on as much or more than women. More truth.

I certainly cherish a person's hypothetical Winslet face.

I saw Papa Pung V. Alan "Chaka" Pung and immediately laughed out loud. My brother gave me an odd look, and I gave the comic a 5.

I HANDLED this!

So...Chaka is a cat?

crunchy stellas are ray smuckles' go-to method of handling things.

I'm not one to go sprinkling 5's all around the Achewood corpus, but this one? Clearly deserves it.

I wonder if Chaka prescribes weed to his patients. He probably does. "Rx 5 joints q.d. prn"

Sir, do you happen to live in a Irvine Welsh book by any chance?

Roast Beef is hella IM programmer. Beats AIM everyday.

Wait a second, cat smileys have little pointy ears! Why did I not spot this before?

I thought that was a furrowed brow?

this is one of the greatest if not the greatest strip not only in Achewood but in the known universe.

I fucking love this comic

That cat looks like Ray Liotta.

'Cherish My Face' Urgh. Beef's got some hold on his feminine side; work it Earth-Sister; take the Ray patriarchy to school.

Absolute solid gold.

that really wasn't how i pictured beef's voice coming across in the instant message format. oh well.

any comic with crunchy stellas is good

this is exactly what it is like IMing with my housemate

"dude did you just sit on a genius?!" is my new slogan.

I like that Beef managed to get "Ray and Beef Chat" up to 8.0

I am in love with the way Beef talks. Hell of Beef dialogue always gets a comic 5 Beefs.