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Beef's "Me" Day Monday, August 18, 2003 • read strip Viewing 87 comments:

Who carries that much cash on them?

Obviously the same type of guy who buys 365 pairs of briefs at 9:41 on a Friday morning.

It looks like Roast Beef is deliberately avoiding creating a paper trail. I guess he doesn't want any record indicating he can't be bothered to launder his undies.

So he has enough underwear that he can go for a year without wearing the same pair of briefs twice? This supports the OCD theory postulated earlier, methinks.

9:41 am so he can start fresh today

9:41 am to beat the rush. He has purchased the store's entire stock.

I should hardly think a place called Underpants Time should be sold out of underpants so easily. I mean, were I to go to a place called Underpants Time only to find out it is not indeed underpants time, I would be hella pissed.

Also, while I'm hardly surprised Beef reads Wired, I've never really gotten into the spirit of it. The magazine is very pedestrian. I prefer Technology Review myself.

And who on earth eats Surf and Turf and pumpkin pie at 9:30 in the morning? And what kind of restauranteur would serve such things at 9:30 in the morning? More to the point, what kind of sushi restaurant is open at 9:30?

The underground is a realm of mystery and confusion.

Beef is wasting money on buying the hard copy of Wired. They put up all the good articles on their website, and also have several articles that aren't fit for print/too timely to put in the actual magazine.

Given that cats are crepuscular, it makes perfect sense.

Science

He must've been going fast to go to the shopping plaza from the restaurant, get 365 pairs of underpants to the counter, and then pay for them in 9 minutes. Thats a guy who doesn't mess about.

A comment left by luckypyjamas was marked lame too many times and excluded. (marked lame by dimenur, chivalress, novacaine)

I think there is a chance that our friend tristanhw may hail from England, where his chosen phrasing is more common.

ah, that could well explain it

as far as british dialect, i only know cockney slang, and only a little of that

instead of "feet" they say "plates of meat"?

i have been informed by a reliable source that this is true

Was your reliable source George Orwell, by any chance? Because I wouldn't trust that fella, if I were you. Never trust a man who goes around shootin' elephants.

no just a friend in britain

...your name is spelled "pyjamas"

i find that has more character than the standard pajamas or pjs

if you must know

I would not enjoy your comments half so much if the lack of capitalisation coupled with your display picture didn't make me picture a sheepish NoCal t-rex expounding on his favoured nuances of wordplay

BWAH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I so love it when you Yanks talks like London tourists! It's put such a smile on my boat race!

This is inexplicably hilarious

New Zealand, but I have been to the "motherland" on occasion

Beef withdraws all the money he could possibly need before shopping, so he can pay cash.

... dammit. Anyone how know computers as well as Beef(like playin' a piano, remember?) wouldn't trust EFT.

there's some precedent

not working? I'm trying to post this, anyway:

https://achewood.com/index.php?date=01162003

a fellow from Circumstances.

Under Pants instead of Underpants--is it a typo, or clever wordplay? All right Onstad, you win this round.

A Thing is thrown onto Beef's plate with a delicate trajectory

yeah man what the hell is that thing.

see below...

It would be the "Surf" portion of his order, the shrimp course

a taste for black licorice. the sign of a true programmer.

A comment left by delzhand was marked lame too many times and excluded. (marked lame by iaintnogent, Connellingus, SotiCoto)

It says "please pay cashier." Maybe they have a tip jar up there.

I remember a simpler time in life, when people left cash on the table as the tip.

Underpants Time sounds like a working man's Victoria's Secret.

it's a shrimp from the hibachi chef,no? ...as he flips his spatula all hollerin' CHING CHONG WING WONG...

Beef internalized this action as a smug mockery of his melancholy, ergo= no tip

isn't "ergo=" redundant?

I just assumed that he turned the o in ergo into a smiley face, to accentuate the general, apathic "oh, noooooo" feeling of the no tip reciever. The '=' is after the 'o' instead of the (more common) other way around since Japan is on the other side of the planet.

Beef apparently bought Milklin an Asahi. How nice.

a $9 asahi

Roast Beef goes commando every February 29.

all his shopping is done within 22 minutes

wow good catch...

now who eats Tepanyaki at 9:32 am?

That indeed is an early-bird special...

And drinks Asahi at 9:32 am

Tepenyaki motherfriends

I think that paying all in cash is a function of the Underground economy. They can't get recognized by credit card companies or else the humans will find out and put a stop to that. But I guess that doesn't mean that there can't be Underground credit companies. That might get tricky with the federal govm't. Cat macro-economics is Achewood.

here you go:


I don't know what's harder to believe: that Ray would have a credit card that expired six years before he got it, or that it wouldn't expire for 94 years afterward.

Actually i find the 94 years one really easy to believe. It's his damn bank.

i like how he went all out and made it expire in december of 2099

whatever

A comment left by tinhand was marked lame too many times and excluded. (marked lame by shammack, deathpiano, godfatherofsouls)

the purpose of 365 pairs of underpants is pretty obvious without mr. costanza's help

ITS ALWAYS TIME FOR
UNDER PANTS

(makes me laugh to no fixed end)

especially the space between "UNDER" and "PANTS"

Over Pants Time comes after.

That space makes me put the emphasis on pants. As in, "under pants " as opposed to " un derpants". You know?

How often have we seen that little balding guy? Wasn't he at SaniTaco as well?

You'd think a brother could get a bulk discount

$2.99 each is the discount price.

Sorry, is -- I was't paying attention that it's BBcode, not HTML.

That short bald dude eating with beef is the same guy who came to meet lyle at his pornographic taco stand.

A "Beef" day ends promptly at 9:54am.

No, it ends later, after Beef has read his Wired magazine and the book about description framework (whatever that is).

My vote changed the rating from a 4.1 to a 4.2. I have never been so proud. Now, I can die, happy, at peace.

A comment left by jujubeesforjesus was marked lame too many times and excluded. (marked lame by mashisoyo, fmercury, theplaidknight, Wulvaine, foea)

yet the rating remains a 4.2, so my happiness remains, unabated.

Its cool, I didn't really give it a 1. I wouldn't do that. Not on Beef's me day. Im just sassing you and your excellent avatar.

I chubbied your appreciation of my avatar.

i lamed you for that lame chubby

I really like this strip. I wish Onstad would do more in this format, using the basic ephemera of life to tell in more personal ways the narrative of basic living. It makes me feel a voyeur, exploring the life of this cat with a Swatch and a black t-shirt.

He's the kind of person who eats black licorice chews. This tells us a lot.

If it was an honest-to-Betsy Beef-day, he would have taken off the awful swag and done it nude. The way god intended.

White briefs! my man

Beef must buy hell of fancy briefs, for three bucks a pop.

No kidding, I pay like 8 bucks for a pack of three or something.

How come the cashier gave him 95 cents of change instead of 35 cents? She probably was under his spell because of his new look.

What? Where does it say 95 cents?

Underpants are an evil and oppressive curse foisted on us by knicker knitting merchants of doom who chant "all your monies are belong to us." Bastards.

Oh, man. Wagyu beef frief up Tepanyaki-style at a fancy restaurant remains one of my most fondly-remembered eatin' memories to this day. Was so flavoursome.

Everyone needs a "me" day. It's a basic necessity.

is sales tax really 8.25%? thats fucking ghetto...

A rather lame comic until you notice that Beef buys one pair of under pants for every day of the year. Let's hope this isn't a leap year.

The cat has surf 'n' turf for breakfast, then walks into an underwear boutique cold carrying a briefcase of semolas. We all wish we could be just a -little- like Beef.