How is that possible??
Ah, the in-equalities of work. How we all must suffer through it!
I know we all know the guy, we’ve all worked with him too. Unless, of course, you are that guy than you’re a ro-sham-bo d-bag fest. Ya bastid. If I see ya, I’mma poop on your pillow.
In other news I’m off to see: “There will be blood” a nifty lil indie jive playing in select theaters, which is a pain since the “select” theater I have to go to isn’t the one that’ll take my free ticket. Fucker faces. I made the journey to see this damn movie the other day with R.T. (of www.theworldexplodes.com fame) and my lovely boy Lee and the theater changed it’s showtimes. What’s the obvious choice of last minute plan changes? Heres a quiz;
A. Wait til the next showing since you had to go so far to get to the theater?
B. Wait til it comes out on video?
C. Go to the bar and spend all your movie money on getting trashed?
Yeah, we got blotto and had White Castle to boot.
Hopefully it’s worth the trek, next time though, no White Castle.
-Ratchet
January 14th, 2008 at 1:34 am
White castles should be sold at theatres. You should have got shit faced, bought some castles and brought them to the next showing. EVERYONE in the theatre would have smelled the delicious scent of the little square burgers and freaked the fuck out with jealousy. Right on.
January 14th, 2008 at 2:12 am
Do you realize how regional White Castle is? Wouldn’t it be more amusing to take a thirty-pack to some bumfuck theater in Cali? Some snobby shithole like… Fuckin’ SanFran. Crack that bitch open right there in the theater and watch some fuckin’ dreddy or artgoth crank around like you fucked the Ark of the Covenant open? Then force them down the throat of some bitch-tit hipster, and watch him puke on the streat cuz it ain’t vegan?
Yeah, you fuckers. I just fuckin’ came from that thought.
January 14th, 2008 at 5:09 am
Great work, Ratchet! Hehe…boys are dumb!
January 14th, 2008 at 8:09 am
I totally know the guy you’re talking about here, and I do wonder if he is some sort of fuck up messiah. I’ll never know, and thats ok. Great work by the by! Love ya!
January 14th, 2008 at 8:48 am
Boys are dumb and like your drawring, pretty ugly…
Thank goodness for getting trashed, it is the only way that hot betties find some of us block heads attractive enough to hump.
(is it a coincidence that the bald, lumpy headed, scarified guy kind of resembles a manager we mutually know?)
Where did you get a last fucking name like Johnson? Wisconsin?
Jay “Friggin Bird” Johnson
(My bird, Kivu, died this morning)
January 14th, 2008 at 10:23 am
Heh heh, nice work Ratchet. I like how you change perspectives in the beginning panels. Can I use that insult at some later date? That’s just brilliant.
January 14th, 2008 at 11:24 am
I’m sorry Jay Friggen about your bird Kivu. Hugs.
R.T. man, you’re just a head-comic refugee. Everybody knows to drink wine
at the theatres in San Francisco, and we got way better food than white castle.
Ratchet. Love your comic so far. Messiahs are everywhere. You know you’re
in trouble when they talk about ‘refocusing our core competencies’ instead of
putting out the gurking fires. Hellalujah.
January 14th, 2008 at 11:44 am
Seraphine sweetheart, fuck yourself. The only wine I drink is fortified, and we don’t eat fuckin’ White Castle because it’s good. Get your head straight on that shit.
January 14th, 2008 at 4:05 pm
Jay, if you love your animals like how I love mine, I’m sorry man.
Seraphine, R.T. break it up you two. Don’t make me get the hose. I’ll beat you about the face and neck.
January 14th, 2008 at 4:37 pm
Way to bite my flow, cracker.
January 14th, 2008 at 5:06 pm
Sorry about your bird, Jay Friggin Bird…btw, The Wife IS indeed from Wisconsin, and is also a Cheesehead.
January 15th, 2008 at 11:02 am
Aww Ratchet, you *know* R.T. and I enjoy throwing spitwads at each other. It’s like flirting, only I try to stick my chewing gum in his back hair when he isn’t looking.
January 15th, 2008 at 11:47 am
And I try and burn her mother’s house while she’s sleeping in it. It’s all good fun til someone get’s lit on fire, etc etc etc. I need a danish.
January 15th, 2008 at 1:00 pm
Ha, you guys are hilarious.
January 15th, 2008 at 10:17 pm
Who’s the guy that burned down the coffee shop? Do I know him? On another note, I look forward to reading every new episode of Barista Girl.
January 16th, 2008 at 12:57 am
HOORAY for establishing a “fan” base! Oh wait…damn.
January 16th, 2008 at 3:00 am
Fan bases are overrated. Also, thanks for joining my fan base. YOU’RE TRAPPED NOW, BITCH - you will be forced to play guitar in our five guitar band.
As for the ‘boyz r dum’ aspect…the only person I know who managed not to follow the simple ‘three steps to avoiding a grease fire’ program is a chick. That’s right, her mighty vagina failed to prevent her from being as dumb as fried shit.
Then again, she has a great rack, so all was forgiven. I mean, one near fatal fire in the store is nothing compared to the hundreds of plain fucking annoying misdemeanors the dick-thinking male aspect of our staff commit daily, if not hourly.
Peace, yo.
January 16th, 2008 at 7:54 am
talk about irony, one of my friends works at arbies, and it caught an electrical fire.
January 16th, 2008 at 7:58 am
R.T. My mother died last year. My brother lives in her house now.
Fack. I’m pretty good making mouth noises on my forearm.
Ratchet. I’m a fan. Let me clariy: I move volumes of air noisily.
Tres. That would be R.T., the resident Crazy.
The Wife. I saw a cheesehead once on tv, with a holey piece of cheese on his head. It’s not a nice image to have to remember. I hope that was a bastardization of cheesehead, and not the real thing?
Deviation. If you don’t use an insult, it sometimes comes to you instead.
Clint. Right off.
January 16th, 2008 at 8:26 am
Well fine, you’re brother then. Whatever works.
January 16th, 2008 at 9:08 am
Well, yeah, Sera, REAL Cheeseheads (Green Bay Packer fans) tend to wear those Styrofoam cheese wedge hats with PRIDE. I’m a Cheesehead and damn proud of it! GO PACK!!
January 16th, 2008 at 10:10 am
The Wife enjoys foobawl.
January 16th, 2008 at 10:17 am
Well then Miss Sera. I like YOUR comic. Everyone else. My pretties, I make squiggly faces when you read my comics! Hoo-haw.
Beans
-r-
January 18th, 2008 at 1:58 pm
ddrizzle, i love cheap food~
July 20th, 2008 at 10:45 pm
All these comments, I’m going thro all this and commenting on all of them! GREAT WORK