That, and 4 people live there.
Add in, let’s say, at least 10 guests for a Friday night party.
“One bag? Good work Danny, this will last a whole 5 minutes.”
That’s the fun thing about these characters’ proportions at this point in time. Versus their hands, the Nachitos bag is snack-sized, but it’s also the same size as their torsos, which is a pretty friggin’ large bag of Nachitos. That’d be Extended Family Size.
In other news, Billie’s punchline really doesn’t make much sense if you unpack it. I guess she means “I was just gonna say, your being the good kid is getting on my nerves.” But it literally means “I was just gonna say, my being the good kid is getting on my own nerves too, or maybe I was gonna say your being the good kid is getting on your own nerves even though there’s no way I could know that without showing a lot more empathy than I have so far, whatever, let’s drink until this comeback makes sense.”
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ALERT ALERT
DANNY NEEDS TO PUNCH HIMSELF IN THE FACE NOW
Good doesn’t always feel so good.
First Nachitos strip?
First Nachitos™ strip.
RUN, PEOPLE, RUN! RUN WHILE THERE’S STILL A CHANCE!
… Okay, that was a lie, there was never a chance.
Is this cause for celebration or despair, I can never tell.
Oh, no, trust me, there’s no reason for celebration incoming.
Heh. “Incoming.”
Ah, yes, this delightful time.
Stop being so negative. It’s just a PARTY, what could possibly ever go wrong ?
I’m not being negative! That’s the downside to this Gravatar, it makes everything I say sound so grumpy.
In the same way leonou’s gravy makes him sound furious?
I am *positive* that it is.
And Billie is all, “Nachitos™? What the hell. There’s no alcohol in Nachitos™.”
That, and 4 people live there.
Add in, let’s say, at least 10 guests for a Friday night party.
“One bag? Good work Danny, this will last a whole 5 minutes.”
and so it begins…
Danny, apparently, brought one snack-size back of Nachitos. What a fucking clod.
That’s the fun thing about these characters’ proportions at this point in time. Versus their hands, the Nachitos bag is snack-sized, but it’s also the same size as their torsos, which is a pretty friggin’ large bag of Nachitos. That’d be Extended Family Size.
Well yeah, we knew he was a clod.
You will remember this day as “The great shit shower of 1999”.
In other news, Billie’s punchline really doesn’t make much sense if you unpack it. I guess she means “I was just gonna say, your being the good kid is getting on my nerves.” But it literally means “I was just gonna say, my being the good kid is getting on my own nerves too, or maybe I was gonna say your being the good kid is getting on your own nerves even though there’s no way I could know that without showing a lot more empathy than I have so far, whatever, let’s drink until this comeback makes sense.”
This storyline is where roomies grew the beard
Unfortunately, it was actually a beard of parasitic fungus.
Okay, it’s been a while since I’ve read these strips but this is the start of the Storyline where…certain things happen to Ruth, right?
Whaaaat? It’s a party! What could possibly happen?
Dear Billie,
Annnnd since that img tag didn’t work, http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/ff/dc/1b/ffdc1b28c7208147d78aea921e4ffd16.jpg
So, was this the point where you yourself started to realize what a clod Danny was as-written?
Wait, Kids… forget about that last part.
She should still be reprimanded for underage drinking but I’m glad Danny is learning.
Billie!!!
Originally posted:
March 1, 1999