I’m digging these three strips more than some of the others, even the third one.
In 2002 when Microsoft entered the console wars it seemed very dumb to me, a person who believed that all problems were to be solved using fire flowers and master swords. The X-Box was the size of a pickup truck and the name itself was obnoxious. Extreme box, I guess? It did for video games what Mountain Dew did for soda- it made them greener and more focused on mediocre results.
Regardless, I won one for free from Taco Bell- the de facto Mountain Dew source that also regularly served as a purveyor of too much sodium. I turned it quickly into cash dollars, which I in turn probably spent at Taco Bell and thusly completed the circle of extremity. I would at some point later briefly own one of the extreme boxes for video game use (I played the gimmick volleyball game for a couple hours.)
The fry littering (assault, as depicted) has a backstory too. Someone I knew had near unlimited access to books of $1 gift certificates to one of the big three terrible burger chains. I hoarded piles of the certificates until after doing the math we realized that you could trade 20 of them in at the drive thru for “18 Medium Fries and a small Coke” and then receive a quarter back for your trouble. Of course, one could not eat the fries themself as they would be dripping in the saliva or other bodily fluids of whoever had to prepare that many orders of them so quickly.
The third strip’s fourth panel did become a running catchphrase we could use after any small triumph or victory. Harvest’s wide-eyed expression is a nice touch, too. Anyway, this post is destined for Patriot’s day. I will hopefully be settling in for a third consecutively day of productivity on new projects when it goes live. YOU HEAR THAT, VERSION OF ME THAT IS SEEING THIS ON THE 18TH? YOU’D BETTER BE PLEASED WITH YOURSELF.
