Time was, people would say that you had to read the newspost to know what the comic was about - like that was a bad thing! As the author of the newspost, I have a natural impetus to craft the kind of strip which requires an independent Stone of Hammurabi to help interpret it; a conceptual side order. The thing about today's strip is that you will find absolutely no succor in these words - no nourishment. It's inspiration is almost impossible to explain, it must be experienced viscerally. Brenna was only able to watch it for ten seconds. How far will you get?
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I don't know what's going on with this cat, but holy shit. This is the least convincing performance of humanity I've ever seen, and apparently McDonald's has begun filming its social posts in the fucking Backrooms. We need to get the SCP on the case to S and C this mofo preemptively, optimally speaking before they gotta P somebody from it. He isn't just hesitant to eat the food his company makes - he seems confused about the concept of food in general, and eating does not appear to come naturally. He has seen others eat, though, and he thinks he has the basics down.
Whoever thought this spot up works for fucking Burger King; they are subjects of that savory land and kiss the onion ring of its flame-grilled regent. Who knows how long they had to choke down hated Shamrock Shakes and Maccéd Ribs to penetrate their inner sanctum, when all the while grill marks lay upon their very soul.
(CW)TB out.
