Mitch4 notes: “Or is it actually 4th-wall? I thought so because the art seems to show him looking out at us, but both parents are grimacing as though they heard this and are considering their responses.”
“Looks can be deceiving” seems like a phrase too old for Dennis’s purported age, so I’m going with 4th-wall.
Mitch4 sends this one in: “The “fourth wall” aspect is that only we, seeing his shout spelled out, can really tell which homophone he is using, though the other character claims to know.”
Mouseover text: “I understand it’s hard to do more than 300 feet on these 90-second rush jobs, but with a smaller ramp I’m worried the gee forces will be too high for me to do any tricks.”
That one especially made me laugh way back when it ran because 30+ years ago in a small, struggling software company, we hired a new business development guy named Neil. He was surely told a pack o’ lies about the opportunity, and came in full of attitude about his importance.
At the time, the latest processors were Pentiums, and laptops were relatively rare. I had inherited IT and our one IT worker-bee, who dutifully got him a 32MB Pentium laptop. After delivering it, my guy dropped by to comment that Neil had been dismissive of the machine “only” having 32MB. So I wandered down to his office and introduced myself. In the process, I noticed that there was still a tower PC under his desk–one of our workhorse 4MB 486 machines.
“Shall I get that out of here?” I asked. “Sure”, Neil replied scornfully, “It’s not it’s good for anything.”
“Around here, that’s a developer machine.” ” Yeah, right.”
“Neil–I’m not kidding.”
He never complained about his laptop again! He actually turned out to be an OK guy once he got over his original attitude, but the name “Neil” has made me snicker slightly ever since.
Not really an OY, not really LOL, and not a synchronicity, but this week evil squirrels have had their day in the comics.
One of my neighbors feeds the squirrels, and will come out and chase hawks away to protect her precious squirrels — at the same time I’d hired an animal control firm to get rid of the ones that have found their way into the condo’s attic. Cute or vermin? As the realtors say, “Location, Location, Location”.