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Roast Beef's Odor Wednesday, November 15, 2006 • read strip Viewing 58 comments:

I will purchase a signed copy, frame it, and place it in my bathroom.

This is my life , man. Thought processes .

it is a pain, eternally

oh man...jimo...great avatar. and i obviously am not the kind of person who normally cares about avatars

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I've often heard them called "avatars." Maybe avatars are different, I don't know. I have to admit, I don't really care...as I said above.

His is the cover of a Jim O'Rourke album. It's a good album with a good album cover. I've seen someone else with the cover to his "Halfway to a Threeway" EP cover, as well.

I believe I made my original comment when I had a shitty over-pixelated home made picture. I haven't upgraded much: mine is currently just the cover to the Criterion edition of Days of Heaven . It's a good film.

There you have it.

yeah they are also called avatars. toe-may-toe toe-mah-toe

Now, however, you are a bottle of finely aged scotch.

"Avatar" is a far more accurate term. You can call it an icon and people will know what you're talking about, but icons represent files and programs, not people.

Yes, I eventually gave up on this, but Assetbarbarians came up with great combos like "avaticon" and "iconatar."

You're handy with the portmanteaus.

Thanks for reminding me and our readers of a cool word. And nice combination of things in your avaticon, demeaning and yet elevating both the Mouse and the Revolutionary.

Was "our readers" meant to sound assholeish and exclusionary?
Thanks for the semi-compliment, anyway.

I really can't figure out why Molly can't put two plus two together here. She's usually pretty sharp...

It's my thinking that she put two and two together just fine, she just doesn't care.

If you can't become acclimated to your lover's various odors, you really have no business living together.

Beef is so special because of course he could see this, but focuses instead on himself and how he'll never get laid again.

Beef's long gone by the fifth frame. I bet he stayed there after Molly left at least until one, maybe two legs cramped up.

My roommate and I used to kind of hotbox the room by keepin the door and windows closed and surprising each other with horrible smells, but i think it started to kind of hurt our friendship so now we have a special spray.

christ. thats like something chimps might do.

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Never before have I laughed harder at the comments than the strip. Bravo.

I love that she's cool enough to just throw it off as "one of his things" and let it be done at that.

5 for a classic phrase - I now often warn others that the bathroom I just left is "not the coolest place in town".

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Doesn't anyone else keep a matchbox in the bathroom? Light up a match and wave it around a bit and most of the odor is gone.

I used to set fire to the toilet paper and watch it swirl down and go out. Then we got a plastic cushioned seat and I melted it. Somewhat difficult to splain.

"I was bored" usually works.

If not, at least you're going the George Washington route and coming out with the honest truth.

Yeh, we always have a candle in there. Lifesaver.

This does not work well for body odour

i dread the day this happens to me and my future girlfriend/fiance.

This is one of those Instances.

Beef's bottom lip in the last panel make this. Also the idea of Romeo and Juliet being cut short because of poo.

Yeah Molly, because powdering your nose is ever so important!

This being the Internet, I am unsure if you are joking, or merely unaware of the fact that, "I need to powder my nose," is the most common euphemism women use for needing to use the facilities.
Just in case, I'm leaving this comment.

It doesn't really make sense to use that euphemism to your boyfriend who you live with in the 21st century.

I think she's just sort of either using it ironically or it's deeply ingrained in her.

First, I am so sorry I lamed you. My damn touchpad is acting up.

Also, isn't Molly from like, Victorian times? That might explain her reticence.

I believe she is from the 1600's. I do not have the link to back my claim up.

Ever seen Pulp Fiction?

20 minutes of that kind of powdering and Molly'd probably be a vegetable by now.

...I wonder how much coke a cat could actually take in before ODing... O_o

I'd donate money to that cause for sure! COKE FOR CATS!

my experiments concluded : not enough to make it a Party

He's not doing one of his things, Molly, he did one of his things!

I haven't read/seen Romeo & Juliet recently but, if I remember correctly, in the first 3 pages Romeo is still hung up on some girl called Rosaline.

And then he goes and gets Juliet on the rebound, the slut.

Note: It is Romeo, in this case, that I am referring to as a slut.

I chubby you for your aid in the fight to drive from English linguistic double standards.
(And Ash icon, and naming your bass Cerberus.)

Damn woman, it's not the coolest place in town! Get the picture!

To answer the alt text ("What's with people who always seem to need to sprint in there when you're done?"), this person probably ate/drank at the same time as you (ie, you share meals), and also has a similar speed of digestion or bladder size as you. I think you can do the rest of the math yourself.
Additionally, it could just be a typical reasoning fallacy, wherein the pattern-making animal, through non-rigorous data collection, distinguishes the existence of a non-random trend in what is statistically noise.

Remember the hits, forget the misses. Just like "psychics".

Beef's degenerating expression as his thoughts become more and more dire makes this a 5 for me

did not even notice. but DAYUM.

My girlfriend has an incredible sense of smell, and I always take pains to shut the door when I'm done and not let her in. As a fellow Achewood reader, she gets it.

Shit humor is shit humor.

You mean it's awesome?

It's not actually "shit humor". The shitting thing is just the premise. The real humor is in Beef's paranoia and train of thought.

But now I just think you were not serious and all of this is meaningless.

And it hurts my feelings.

i wish roast beef would just get over himself.


JUST KIDDING! DONT SHOOT!!!

dude, at the time in history that romeo and juliet takes place, everything stunk way worse, anyhow.

And this is why Roast Beef does not rule the world.
Because he cares how his shit smells.