I was told to eat BRAT — bananas, rice, applesauce, and toast. I like all of those, but on the third day when I managed to drag myself to the kitchen to make a scrambled egg, it was the best thing I’d ever eaten because it wasn’t BRAT. (You’re also supposed to rehydrate with slightly sugary, slightly salty water– half Gatorade and half plain water works too.)
Hope you’re back to bungee-jumping and jello-wrestling, Adam!
I misread the first panel as “STOP IT! I’m done complaining about diarrhea” as in “I’ll rather deal with diarrhea than listen to any more glockenspiel”- which I found pretty funny.
Eat lots of pizza, that oughta stop you up! If it stops you up too much…eat Taco Bell, it’ll even out eventually. Maybe.
Anyhoo, I loved the title of today’s strip. Speaking for myself, when the old “Montezuma’s Revenge” hits, I’m so weak, a day-old kitten could probably kick my butt. I’m surprised you have the energy to draw a strip for us. For which I’d like to thank you. This comic is something I look forward to every day (except on weekends when you don’t post any…you lazy slug…)!
Feel better, dude.
So what is the deal with cartoon eyes? Remember all the phases of Garfield’s eyes? I still like, what was it, 1979, with the fat-ass cat and beady little eyes?
I was told to eat BRAT — bananas, rice, applesauce, and toast. I like all of those, but on the third day when I managed to drag myself to the kitchen to make a scrambled egg, it was the best thing I’d ever eaten because it wasn’t BRAT. (You’re also supposed to rehydrate with slightly sugary, slightly salty water– half Gatorade and half plain water works too.)
Hope you’re back to bungee-jumping and jello-wrestling, Adam!
Yeah, I read up on the BRAT diet, which is ironic as this whole ordeal was brought on by me eating bratwursts this weekend.
I go for the easily absorbed calories in a Sprite/7 UP/whatever over water. And toast is good too.
Over here it’s salt sticks (not sure if that’s even a word in your country) and cola (not necessarily Coca-).
Fortunately, it is two words, but I can’t tell what you’re talking about. Is it literally sticks of salt?
A translator site says they’re called salt rods in English.
http://www.kalorien-guide.de/images/salzstangen.jpg
Ah. They are called pretzel sticks in English (or at least American English.)
I misread the first panel as “STOP IT! I’m done complaining about diarrhea” as in “I’ll rather deal with diarrhea than listen to any more glockenspiel”- which I found pretty funny.
“OK, OK, I’m done complaining! Put away the glockenspeil, I’ll stop…”
We always get told that it’s hard to poop if you don’t get fibres and eat too much meat.
So shouldn’t the cure to diarrhea be eating lots of meat?
In my experience, not really.
Eat lots of pizza, that oughta stop you up! If it stops you up too much…eat Taco Bell, it’ll even out eventually. Maybe.
Anyhoo, I loved the title of today’s strip. Speaking for myself, when the old “Montezuma’s Revenge” hits, I’m so weak, a day-old kitten could probably kick my butt. I’m surprised you have the energy to draw a strip for us. For which I’d like to thank you. This comic is something I look forward to every day (except on weekends when you don’t post any…you lazy slug…)!
Feel better, dude.
DUDE!!!
Let’s invent Imodium Infused Pizza Rolls! We could finally move to upper-lower class!
So there’s your million dollar idea – copyright and patent that before someone else does. I vote for the Pepto Bacon Balls first on the menu.
This was me about a week and a half ago, and my appetite is still extremely wary. I’m sick of eating soup! (Also, hope you feel better!)
I hear you. I’m developing a deep loathing for saltine crackers.
poop-tarts….
Stop-Tarts.
somebody shut up that damn glokenspiel player
(gunshot sound, monty python reference)
What a cheesy reference.
This glockenspiel has ceased to be!
So what is the deal with cartoon eyes? Remember all the phases of Garfield’s eyes? I still like, what was it, 1979, with the fat-ass cat and beady little eyes?
I rather think an Imodium infused pizza-roll is redundant. Depending on how much you eat, of course.
My “truly”dear departed Uncle had a obscene name for everything. But they were all true.
The answer is “hinder binder”……..Cheese!
Sorry I’m late.
i wanted to hear the glockenspiel problem