(9th - October 2007) Little Blue Pills

[BinaryWraith]

Nah, it's totally a suicide attempt. Dave kills himself, is damned to Hell for it, and gets the worst possible punishment. Rooming with Mike. FOREVER!

[wacko]

That's debatable. Due to the Goddess' unique drawing style, it's not clear at all whether his mouth is full of pills or the pills are resting on his face.

Any guesses?

I say it's both.

Would she (or the guys) even have derpdrugs?

Search your archive, I believe Roger once spiked Mike's hair gel with it...

You're correct, Technetus. So does Roger have a bottle of derpdrugs lying around (like he really needs it!), or did he simply buy some blue pills from the hot dog man to put in Mike's hair tonic? (Heh... hair tonic, that's almost old-fashioned.)

And by the way, it's not my archive.

(Oh, fresh meat, by the way. Do your worse. )

A hearty welcome to the CRFH forum to you also!

[Dr. Jeff]

Nah, it's totally a suicide attempt. Dave kills himself, is damned to Hell for it, and gets the worst possible punishment. Rooming with Mike. FOREVER!

OMG, truly a fate worse than death!

[reminant of fear]

Nah, it's totally a suicide attempt. Dave kills himself, is damned to Hell for it, and gets the worst possible punishment. Rooming with Mike. FOREVER!

OMG, truly a fate worse than death!

then the others die one by one and it goes from CRFH to CRIH.

[PsycheDragon_GD]

Well, it could be that his hand-eye coordination is just shot because of the wooziness. Or that he's exaggerating the level of pain he's in for sympathy - Dave can be a little manipulative at times, though never on (or even close to) a Mike scale. Suicide is a possibility, but unlikely because Margaret would never let it happen.

[Jappus]

Well, there's a proverb over here in Germany, regarding men and injuries. Although it loses a bit in the translation, it roughly translates to this: "When women get ill, they lie down in bed to sleep. When men get ill, they lie down in bed to die."

I've yet to meet one of us to whom the formula: "(Tiny scratch OR negligible illness) AND womenfolk present = theatralics" does not apply. Dave is quite obviously no exception.

[freeflier]

Jappus, in my experience that's somewhat conditional on the male haveing some kind of interest in the woman in question . . . e.g., Mike would have downplayed any injury to April, and played it up to Marsha.

Otherwise accurate, though.

--FreeFlier

[Technetus]

A further constraint, at least around here, is that no other males should be present before admitting that it hurts when she's picking the glass out of the wound, etc.

And by the way, it's not my archive.

I was appropriating a Darth Vader quote. I know it's not our archive, we just trawl it...

[wacko]

Of course, occasionally it needs to be specified which archive we're trawling: the comic archive, or the forum archive. I dabble in both.

[Doc Hawkeye]

Well, there's a proverb over here in Germany, regarding men and injuries. Although it loses a bit in the translation, it roughly translates to this: "When women get ill, they lie down in bed to sleep. When men get ill, they lie down in bed to die."

I've yet to meet one of us to whom the formula: "(Tiny scratch OR negligible illness) AND womenfolk present = theatralics" does not apply. Dave is quite obviously no exception.

There's actually a symmetrically opposite phenomenon that I see not uncommonly in my clinic. The male, almost invariably married, comes in with a 2-week history of some truely alarming symptom suggesting a heart attack or something of similar severity, stating that the only reason he's come in is because "the wife/girlfriend/fiancee" made him do it...

[Maritza Campos]

Men refuse to believe they're ill, but once they admit it/acknowledge it... they have practically a foot on Caronte's boat.

[CatScannerDarkly]

One foot in the Grave, the other on a banana peel. . .

[freeflier]

to summarize: If a male believes that he's not seriously ill/injured, he'll make an oscar performance of acting like he may die at any moment. If he actually thinks he's dying, he'll deny feeling ill.



My dad nearly died of congestive heart failure rather than admit he wasn't feeling well. (Of course, trying to live on coffee & cigarettes had something to do with that . . .)

--FreeFlier

[Jappus]

Well, there's a proverb over here in Germany, regarding men and injuries. Although it loses a bit in the translation, it roughly translates to this: "When women get ill, they lie down in bed to sleep. When men get ill, they lie down in bed to die."

I've yet to meet one of us to whom the formula: "(Tiny scratch OR negligible illness) AND womenfolk present = theatralics" does not apply. Dave is quite obviously no exception.

There's actually a symmetrically opposite phenomenon that I see not uncommonly in my clinic. The male, almost invariably married, comes in with a 2-week history of some truely alarming symptom suggesting a heart attack or something of similar severity, stating that the only reason he's come in is because "the wife/girlfriend/fiancee" made him do it...

That's why I said theatralics.

Even when they deny vigorously that its nothing and that they can quite easily sit it all out ... they do it in a very theatralic way.


Take one of my friends for example. A few months ago, he acquired a 3-day flu. So far, so unremarkable (meaning, of course, that he projected his headaches to the size of the Empire State Building ... and took it manly). Too bad that he still coughed like an 80-year old coal-miner after everything else was gone. And that for freaking 6 weeks.

Of course, in all that time he:

1. Stoutly refused to seek medical attention.
2. Coughed even more whenever someone pointed out the former
3. And of course, then reaffirmed that it is "nothing he can't take quite easily"...
4. ... which immediately prompted a cough-attack of epic proportions, only to prove his point.

Theatralics all over and in all possible kinds, from desperate attention-seeking to manly manliness of stoically (and manly) enduring everything -- depending on who's present, but always theatralic.



And yes, I'm no exception.

[wacko]

It might be an appropriate moment to announce that I'm coming down with a cold. Any cheerleaders want to take care of me?

[lake_wrangler]

My dear Jappus: I believe the word you meant to use was theatrical...


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[Jappus]

My dear Jappus: I believe the word you meant to use was theatrical...

Yup, I was fully aware of the fact that it was false (I use the Opera-inlined ASPell on all such occasions).

I was just too lazy to actually hunt down the correct word. I mean, you did that job just fine now, didn't you?

[lake_wrangler]

Of course, now you owe me a finder's fee...

[Limblifter]

Men refuse to believe they're ill, but once they admit it/acknowledge it... they have practically a foot on Caronte's boat.

Spanish for Charon, I suppose? Cool.

[Jappus]

[Correction to theatrical]
Of course, now you owe me a finder's fee...

Okay, here's your 10% finder's fee: l

[laimonas123]

Pfft, derpdrugs...

We do notice that the pills aren't in his mouth, right? They're just resting on his face. There's no overdose here.

That's debatable. Due to the Goddess' unique drawing style, it's not clear at all whether his mouth is full of pills or the pills are resting on his face.

Any guesses?

I assumed that that's a pill falling from the bottle beside his right cheek.

I full agree with you, pill falling from the bottle and you can't stop it.