what’s YOUR damage?
Tuesday, March 25th, 2008so, about once a week I’m gonna direct you nerds over to Vice’s blog when they publish Fart Party in case you wanna be a pal and waste some time arguing with haters.
http://vice.typepad.com/vice_magazine/2008/03/fart-party—th.html
also, to whoever sent me cash money in the mail but didn’t specify what they want in return, well, unless you email me (info on contact page) then you’re shit outta luck because the price of a rimmer rose with coffee and metro ticket prices. Seriously though, wtf is up with coffee prices going up all over town? bullshit!
Note to all New Yorkers: Check tomorrow’s issue of The New York Press and see if you can spot one of my goofy side projects in print. Also, this week I start yet another waitressing gig, but I think I might actually hold onto this one. Why am I still waitressing? you ask. Because you cheap fuckers don’t buy anything from me, that’s why. jackasses. (except those few who do- you know who you are and it’s much appreciated)
March 25th, 2008 at 8:54 pm
It’s the price of gas, believe it or not. The transportation costs go up and so they have to charge more.
My favorite pizza place in Brooklyn went up by 25 cents a slice for the same reason.
March 25th, 2008 at 10:32 pm
This seriously sounds like one of the millions of converstions I have had with one of my close friends. I must say that I started reading this comic from the beginning after seeing your link in a softer world. Your comic is strangly hilarious. I love that being a woman can be so cool nowadays.
March 25th, 2008 at 11:13 pm
Have you noticed the fucking price of beer!? Sweet Jesus, its enough to make somone start drinking.
March 25th, 2008 at 11:27 pm
hooray im not a cheap fucker. and speaking of cheap fuckers, bar beer still costs $2.00 in the northern high plains!
March 25th, 2008 at 11:43 pm
Hey, I just got to see this strip this week and I’ve already gone through the archive. It is amazing. I keep meaning to go to one of the bookstores here in the uk and look for it, but everytime the sun comes up I start falling asleep, and when I wake up all the shops are shut. I think it must be the flu
March 26th, 2008 at 12:44 am
you give rimmers through the mail? man, you kids today.
I just bought your book at Pegasus Books in Berkeley. They have several copies in their semi-prominent graphic novel section.
you did a really good job on the book.
March 26th, 2008 at 2:56 am
Man Alive, so ppl take shits on you and have fucked your pluming … thats harsh, almost as bad as … bad
March 26th, 2008 at 7:37 am
I will pay you one million dollars if you poop on a piece of paper for me.
jk
March 26th, 2008 at 7:58 am
joelle- indeed! in some places in manhattan, it’s like $6 a bottle. And these are places I’ll still go into (with a flask of course) but the “high class lounges”…man i dont even wanna think about it. Luckily there are some places where you can still get $2 cans of cheap something. Also, there are websites that list places that serve free booze at certain hours and you can always find at least three of them. And art openings? helllooo free food and drinks!
March 26th, 2008 at 11:08 am
Maybe you’ve got one of those “money slaves” and you don’t even know it! No rimmers necessary! I just found out about this fetish recently myself…
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Financial_Domination
Also, while many of the participating bars are brimming with hipster douchebags (or just douchebags), http://nyc.myopenbar.com/ is a good place to find cheap as free drinks.
March 26th, 2008 at 12:37 pm
Hell, there are still places you can get dollar cans of PBR, if you’re not above it. I’m sure as hell not. And there’s Alibi on DeKalb, that serves $3 mixed drinks (generally pretty potent, too, as long as you’re not too cheap to tip). I am an authority on getting bombed on the cheap.
March 26th, 2008 at 1:33 pm
pbr is a drink for the non-ashamed. but where pbr is served, low income gargoyles congregate. so with every can of pbr sold, it should come with a chart of zippy come backs for unwanted hit-ons.
March 26th, 2008 at 1:39 pm
This is a true statement. However, I would venture to say that nearly any watering hole is prone to the unwanted hit-on factor.
March 26th, 2008 at 4:18 pm
Hey are you gonna go to comic-con 2008? I’m not sure how acquiring a booth over there works, but it would be awesome if a Fart Party section would be there.
March 26th, 2008 at 4:48 pm
no, comic con can suck my balls. The New York one and the San Diego one. MoCCA’s where it’s at, doode.
March 26th, 2008 at 6:02 pm
I suppose the solution here would be to not say obscure things. That way, no one is tempted to open the bits of your body that aren’t meant to be opened, solely to see if there is indeed feces in there. Your problem is with the company you keep/thoughts you have. Clean up your friend list, clean up your mind. No charge - free advice.
March 27th, 2008 at 1:01 am
Man, what is with the assumption that advice is wanted or even needed?
Lame.
March 27th, 2008 at 1:35 am
CDC, being a pedagouge is probably a liberating experience, and must make your contributions seem refreshing when you compare them to what you read, but it is a simple pose to take, and a shallow perspective to comunicate from. Maybe if you give away a bit more, your words won’t seem so irreproachable. gratis
March 27th, 2008 at 2:57 am
Did I miss some announcement for a douchey philosophy major comment contest? Is there a word syllable limit?
Where are all these doofy new commenters coming from? They all sound like the assholes who comment over at Vice magazi-
oh.
March 27th, 2008 at 3:37 am
no, I don’t normally post on these things, so I was reading through comments to see what sort of thing people write, and I kept seeing some names again and again withh things that kind of gave me an itch I wanted to scratch. maybe I should accept being a douchebag and stay away from forums
March 27th, 2008 at 3:39 am
that other thing I said was meant to be parody
March 27th, 2008 at 5:59 am
how did a conversation about cheap beer (which really is a worthy subject) turn into a sylable spouting symposium? Well, I’ve got a long word for you guys: Didaskaleinophobia. I don’t come here to get edumakated; and yes, I googled it.
Not that I’ve got much need for cheap beer at the mo - I’ve got a garage full of wine / beer after the wedding - we bough far too much (oh, shame); plus, my best man bought me a bottle of Aberlour a’bunadh. Single malts are really the way to go. That, or methylated spirits.
March 27th, 2008 at 9:03 am
The one nice thing about living in a podunk town full of worthless P(s)oS is that there are a crapton of bars competing to sell drinks at low prices. $2 PINTS of bud light on a regular basis. Or the bucket deals (5 bottles in a bucket for $9). Or the ever popular “buy a 30 pack of keystone for $12 and do something stupid w/your friends) avenue.
Lately though I’ve been buying the $6 a bottle specialty beers from our local high end liquor store. That’s fun after years and years of the same crap from the tap.
March 27th, 2008 at 11:44 am
haha im with you phrozt, there comes a time in ones life where you have to leave the stones behind and start drinking things that dont make your face hurt with shame and more shame. keystones have caused so many forced memory repressions.. the good days
March 27th, 2008 at 11:51 am
what the fuck are is everyone on about here? did everyone suddenly go bat shit crazy and forget how to leave comments that make sense? seriously people, New York is fucking with me enough already, I don’t need it from the internet too. (that doesn’t go for all of you, just about half, who can take their pretentious personal lexicons and shove it)
March 27th, 2008 at 12:37 pm
key to cheap beer for myself since im not 21 yet
(august cant come soon enough)
hold a party and buy a few things of cheap ass bear
like PBR, Natty Ice, Busch
and invite people over and they bring the good shit
March 27th, 2008 at 1:10 pm
I’m going to conduct an experiment: I’m going to get slobbering drunk on pbr and see how many times i use the word “lexicon”. Then I’m going to get slobbering drunk on some local microbrews and see how many times I use the word “pedagouge” (ouch!). Then I’m going to get merely droolingly drunk on a mixture of pbr and schlitz, communicating my orders via pantomime. Shit, I said pantomime. And communicating! Fuckin A! I’m drowning!
signed,
The ‘Tooner
March 27th, 2008 at 2:49 pm
Actually the stones treated me pretty well. I met one of my gfs thanks to them.
To set the stage, it was a party at some apartments where I lived above my future gf’s brother (neither of whom I knew at the time). We were having a grand time and the party spilled over to both floors. I was doing beer bongs when this beautiful girl walked by, watching. Now, I’m RETARDEDLY shy (as in I act like a retard when I get shy… which is often) so the only thing I could think to say to her was, “hold this” after I emptied a keystone into the bong. I drank that… then I loaded another up and said, “can you hold this too?” Drank that… then said, “can you go throw those away for me please? The trash can is in there,” and pointed inside my apartment, which she’d never been in nor had any reason to go in to.
We ended up dating for about a year, and contrary to what that story might have you believe, she actually was a really good catch on a lot of different levels.
What can I say? I guess I have a way w/the ladies!
March 27th, 2008 at 4:46 pm
snoooooore. don’t you have a blog you can bore people with somewhere else instead of here?
March 27th, 2008 at 6:19 pm
i totally agree. it’s all about making some kind of connection to your comics for some commenters. i think i almost fell asleep reading some of the comments.
March 27th, 2008 at 7:17 pm
I wanna crack open your head and see how many workers shit in there.
March 28th, 2008 at 8:11 am
Wtf ever. If I was a girl named Julia, drew my story in comic form, and drew the “hot girl” (which would have to be a guy) as “every guy Julia’s ever had a crush on except for buster” it would be exactly the same as your comics. Let’s review:
- Brief story (not so brief in words, but would be brief in comic form)
- Drunken stupidity
- Epic fails with the opposite sex that somehow kind of worked out
Also.. I find it funny that you tell everyone how many libraries worth of books you read, but you fall asleep reading one paragraph…
May 12th, 2008 at 2:37 pm
Coffee rose with the price of milk and beer with hops, silly.