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How To Order Wine Tuesday, April 26, 2005 • read strip Viewing 115 comments:

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Taco Bell water is also pretty bad. There are all kinds of hepatitises in there.

You have a good point, Taco Bell water is dog shit.

Well, that's hardly water at all, now is it

Back in the day, we would call it "Monster Soup".

You used to refer to dog shit as monster soup?

Depends what the dog's been eating.

It is a Mexican restaurant. Maybe they're trying to be authentic?

good lord, what is your avatar, jeet?

That... would be me.

Animated GIF me. With a bird puppet.

I'm absolutely terrified by it.

Was gonna make inappropriate comment, but then spied age.

15 is the official age of inappropriate comments.

Then let them begin!

Uh, boobs.

Penis Factor Five

sex with a fifteen year old.

[IMGS OFF]

I find it adds to the humor that your message says [IMGS OFF] now.

Yes it does. Brilliantly.

HELLO.

hella hepatitis

Molly is doing something amazing with her hair.

She's probably been talking a lot with Lyle

I shuddered so hard when I read that I think I pulled something.

Thanks. Thanks a lot.

No, no-- Lyle is actually pretty handy with a pair of shears . Molly believes he doesn't charge enough .

This is yet another reason I wish we had more views of what an interaction between Lyle and pat would look like. They are almost polar opposites with equally strong personalities, and though I'm sure it's occurred at least once I can't think of a time they've ever spoken to each other.

And Beef so didn't notice, and will be denied sex for it later.

Man. I feel for Beef here. It's hard sometimes, being a dude from circumstances.

i agree. i am a dude of pretty low standing and i feel out of places in restaurants like that with dudes all looking snooty and ordering things that cost more than my shirt.

It's easy feeling uncomfortable at places in which you feel the Make a Wish foundation has facilitated your presence.

I hope my grammar was such as correct up there.

I order things that cost cost more than my shirt at fast food joints, but I shop at thrift stores.

If I was ordering something that cost more than my underwear that would be a problem though because my underwear is where I splurge.

That sounds awful.

Dont worry
Tom Waits understands

Everyone thinks Tom Waits understands them, when they are stoned.

SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!
ME AND TOM WAITS WILL OWN A HOUSE TOGETHER

ME AND HOUSE WILL OWN TOM WAITS TOGETHER

I know I'm getting into this way too much because I'm stoked that Beef's birthday is one day off of mine.

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why is Pat waiting tables?

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I believe he was making an allusion to the fact that Pat is a dick, not that he looks like the waiter. (and they don't look the same. really.)

He doesn't look like Pat. He doesn't talk like Pat.

He's kind of a dick like Pat.

This waiter isn't nearly as dicky as Pat. He quite clearly makes an attempt to help Roast Beef out with his suggestion, and then only gets snarky when the customer is just of such low standing that it pushes him beyond the limits of his patience.

You're right.

Racist.

Specist.

Pratchett?

Subconsciously, probably.

Meh, that works. Stealth philosophy and all.

I like how terse this string of comments was.

Ruined.

From the back, maybe.

Nonsense!

Because he's an asshole?

Molly in the last panel is what makes this strip.

Beef thinks that three dollars is a good price for wine.

Im with Beef. Its all just rotten til its bubbly grape juice.

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Now why would you go and admit to that? This isn't that kind of comic.

Hey - I'm flesh and blood dude. What the hell, man? I aint doing stuff - my sack is intact as I read!

The problem is that, besides not being flesh and blood, Molly is of a different species. No amount of sack intactness can make up for that.

Are you telling me you wouldnt tap Jessica Rabbit, or Bambis mum, or Lady from Lady and the Tramp? Let the sexual anthropomorphisation begin!

Jessica Rabbit is a human and is acceptable to want to tap. Relatively speaking.

But she's married to a rabbit. She's many kinds of incorrect.

Don't be so quick to judge.

Rabbits are cute, simple creatures with a social services infrastructure just like anyone else.

And immune to crockery-related injuries.

What a lucky gal.

You have a point there, don't you? A chubby for your troubles.

I am very comfortable in saying I would not sleep with Bambi's mom, who is a deer, or Lady from Lady and the Tramp. She just looks like a regular old dog. If you want to sleep with Lady then you likely want to sleep with many dogs.

As for Jessica Rabbit...we are but men.

I wouldn't tap Bambi's mum.. I mean, she's been dead for some time.

Bambi's mom is dead you necrophiliac...

Thank you for saying what we were all thinking.
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Wait. Bambi's mom?

My favourite thing about this strip is probably that Beef calls the waiter 'sir'. He doesn't quite grasp the fact that the waiter is being paid to serve him .

But the waiter is demeaning Roast Beef and acting all superior, so Beef feels the need to call him "sir." This has happened to me, except the waiter was female.

Did you make it worse when you called her sir?

Well played.

Molly is kind of being a jerk.

Totally, she's being unusually insensitive here. Molly generally has the right to be irritated by Roast Beef's inability to, say, order tacos without making a big drama out of it, but considering a) it's Beef's birthday, b) he's just said he would have no idea how to order a wine and c) he can't order tacos , as if he could order a fancy wine, she really should know better.

I think it's understandable. Beef's insecurities and anxiety wear on you and basically hold you captive. Girl can't go to the Chinese place not keep him asking the sodium levels of the beef and broccoli. She takes him to a place you'd think anyone would give their eyebrows to go to and he goes into a state. If I were Roast Beef's woman I'd be hell of pissed off.

Beef entering a State at a fancy restaurant is quite similar to giant apocalyptic machinery just mowing us all down because you can see both coming from many, many miles away.

The waiter in the last panel brings Phillippe calibre wicked sack. Roast Beef inside the car of pain, no doubt.

Molly's in the last panel all rubbing the bridge of her nose, wondering if she can rewind to the beginning of the date and avoid the awkwardness.

Jacques Chirac is a huge fan of Coronas, I believe.

Ca explique beaucoup.

Ca n'explique riens!

I mean, can't blame him - French beer is shit!

Sarkozy's more of an Dos Equis man.

I love this strip because it reminds me of every single nice dinner out with my own from-Circumstances boy.

Is this the fabled origin of "circumstances"? (from Onstad's mouth/pen/keyboard, that is)

It's a little known fact, but vintage Scotch also makes one look like a dick.

Little known fact? What? Nobody doesn't know that. Any use of the word "vintage" tends to hearken back to a time of great dickishness, except that time is now.

Oh man, don't say that! Vintage is a word that is totally without any base dickishness. I can say I bought a vintage sweater, and I ain't trying to be a jerk. I sez I ordered a vintage wine, and here I am, still not a major dick.

Would retro be better? I do not think so, and I suggest that retro might be much, much worse.

Is that a world you want to live in, goatmasterflash, a world where people order Retro Pinot Noir and spend exorbitant prices on Retro taffeta?

That's no world to live in!

Oh, that the individual gets a say in what does or does not make oneself a dick. And while we're wishing, I'd like a pony.

:_( the world is such a dark place

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Stop it. Molly is a dear.

No, she's a cat.

He should of just asked for what they were drinking in Sideways

um yes sir do you have such as the merlot from sideways

There is no Merlot in Sideways. Paul Giamatti is leaving if someone tries to order a fucking Merlot.

To be fair, Molly should have just chimed in somewhere around panel 8 and just picked a wine.

Yeah, I think that's something she'd be accustomed to doing by now.

I'm really sorry, but it's either "bonne soirée" or "bonsoir".

Yeah, he said "good evening party".

Not exactly: there's a nuance. "Bonsoir" = "Good Evening" such as I hope it has been so far. "Bonne Soiree" = "Have a good evening" such as every moment of the rest of it. One's a greeting, the other's a see ya'. Also, they are actually the same words, except one is masculine and the other feminine.

"Bon Soiree" not only doesn't agree in gender, it can't make up its mind what it wants to say. Poor "Bon Soiree" is sooo confused.

In fairness, Chris does great German from time to time! (Hey, Chris! If you ever need help with the French, it would be my honor!)

I wanted to give you a chubby for your knowledge of the French language, however I ran out so here is an IOU.

I love how the waiter's reasonably patient for the first ten panels or so, then gets all sorts of annoyed.

Ah, another strip I want a print of to put in my wine shop <3

I'm not much better at this. I'm afraid of what is indicated when I spurn the sommelier's offer to smell the cork. I'm not sure if I'm being crude or pompous. I do know that anyone smelling a cork looks like a dicksmack.

Also - while I am not from circumstances, I grew up in an environment where it was rare to be asked to smell something pleasant.

Well, see, you're not smelling the cork you're just checking to see if it's all dried out and crumbled. Don't smell it. It smells like cork, or wine. Spurning it is an interesting technique. The best you could hope to convey is "pompous".

Also, don't smell a cigar, especially if it's still wrapped in plastic. It smells like cedar.

The whole buying wine in a restaurant gig is engineered so that you either don't play along and feel like an uneducated hobo or else you do the whole cork inspection/swill the quarter gill/nod your head in affected approvement routine and look like... a dicksmack. I appreciate that people sometimes get bad wine but this happens about 1% of the time and you'll find out pretty quickly. It's more fun to treat wine like Russian roulette where the odds are stacked in your favour.

Molly's reaction: perfect exasperation with tinge of embarrassment.

She really should try to stretch him out this much all at once. It's a big leap from water at Taco Bell to pulling off the wine list at Tres Cornholio.

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Any restaurant I stutter like that. I'm getting better, but the internet and literature, along with isolation have made me timid to the world and it's social interactions.

No one ever benefited from a relationship. It's all just settling .