January 24th, 2007

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Episode 20: Jeezum crow, stop writing about Nate already

Panel one: Benito sits in a large chair, eating with chopsticks out of a large, steaming bowl.

BENITO: Mmmm, annyong, duk boki.*

CAPTION: *Hello, duk boki.

Panel two: Nate enters, stage left. He is beat all to hell. Bruises, bleeds, owies, everything. He holds one arm tenderly. Benito reacts accordingly.

BENITO: Hey, Nate, I left you some duk—HOLY WHAT! W...why is your face not the same?!

NATE: I just got back from seeing S__________.

Panel three: Benito sits up, beshocked.

BENITO: Are you for serious? She did this to you? She's all....little. Granted, you also are little. But the point stands!

Panel four: Nate walks off stage right, talking all the while.

NATE: Well, after I shot my phone, I decided I should go over and talk to her.

BENITO: This is a bad idea, this talking to girls.

NATE: Well, I had to do something. Clearly she has/had some kind of feeling? or something? for me?

Panel five: Benito holds up a tube of ointment (FROM WHERE OH GOD). Nate refuses it, returning from off-panel with a bottle of turtle wax.

BENITO: Clearly this was a beat-uppy feeling. Ointment?

NATE: No, I'm solid.

NATE 2: But, no, it really wasn't. She's got a total jones for my bones, signior.

Panel six: Benito puzzles this out.

BENITO: This seems as though it should be a good thing, despite the manifest fact that you're throwing yourself precipitate into a pool full of girlcrazies.

BENITO 2: So S_______ is totally into you, even though months ago she brutally ate your genitals on crackers for a hahah, and then proceeded to start doing that rat-nasty dude with the ponytail AND HOLY CARP.

Panel seven: Benito stands in his chair in excitement and points at Nate who rubs his wounds.


NATE: No, man. He was not there. They broke up? I think? or something? It was just her when I got there.

Panel eight: Benito, still standing on the chair, nearly rips his hair out in frustration. Nate smirks.

BENITO: Dude, I simply do not get it. Someone has obviously cleaned your socks and rocked your clock. Who did it?

NATE: Oh, S_______ did it.

BENITO: And why are you going back there? Are you going back there? For death?

Panel nine: Nate exits, stage left. Benito, still standing in his chair, salutes him.

NATE: This is what second base looks like, chief. I'm sliding my way into third.

BENITO: And so God keep your worship!



Seriously, it's like the thing has become Nate Bellegarde: Operating Hug Subsidiary or something.


Nec hominem nec animal, sed solummodo bona amat Benidictus.

"Nor man nor beast doth Benito love, but only material goods."

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Episode 21: Thx for calling Hug Salesman, LLC; how may I deflect your call?

Panel one: Benito is on the phone. This will not end well.

CAPTION: A couple weeks ago or something.

PHONE: So who's your fig?

BENITO: I'm sorry, my what?

PHONE: Your fig. Your Fake Internet Girlfriend. You wrote about one in your strip.

BENITO: That's true. How much non-fiction are we investing in these strips now?

PHONE: So are you fake internet dating someone now?

BENITO: I'm pretty sure you have physically and emotionally crippled me from being able to do that.

PHONE: You think so, do you?

BENITO: Yeah, it's called C________'s curse? You invented it.

PHONE: You are a horrible person. I can't seem to find a date either, you know that. Not since I broke up with A_______.

BENITO: That's true. That's called A_____'s C_______'s curse. It's a merger and acquisition. Like a Ruth's Chris Steakhouse.

PHONE: Speaking of breakups, you know what today is?

BENITO: Hmm, well, I am pretty stupid.

PHONE: And yet you answered the phone.

BENITO: I just said I'm pretty stupid.

PHONE: So does your fig know that you're going to fake internet dump her once you meet her and the chance of physical contact exponentially increases?

BENITO: Oh ho. Still going with that, are we?

PHONE: Oh, come on. You pretty clearly put it on the table in your own strip a few weeks ago. Or how much fiction are we investing in these strips now?

BENITO: After all this time, you're still seriously entertaining that theory? Seriously?

PHONE: I feel it's a solid theory. And all my girlfriends and Women's Studies professors totally agree with me. We had a symposium on it.

Panel whatev: Benito pulls the phone away from his ear in shock and stares at it.


BENITO 2: W....

Panel whatev +1: Beat.

Panel whatev +2: Same.

BENITO: Of course you realize: this means war.



I could seriously use more feedback on my t-shirt idea, so I'm re-posting that link as I said I would.

That's all.

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