They say there is no such thing as bad publicity. Of course there is, when the public asks;
“Whatever happened to that guy?”
And then the public remembers, “Oh yeah. That happened.”
(l-r:) Glenn Humplik and Tom Green, with one of Canada’s accursed “milk bags”. Hopefully I won’t be legally pressured to remove this photo.
In the late 1990s, MTV gave Canadian public access personality Tom Green his own show. It was a raucous, prank-filled half-hour wherein Green literally abused and humiliated every single person he encountered, while affecting an oblivious, addled mien. It was for the most part very funny.
It wasn’t a Clash LP that had a stencil, it was CRASS! CRASS, YOU STUPID CARTOONIST! PUT THE BONG DOWN FOR CHRIST’S SAKE!
One of my old writing partners had a saying: “They can’t all be golden.” I think this particular strip illustrates that axiom nicely. But let’s be frank, you forgot B.A.D. was even a thing until just now.
Speaking of “did I own that once”, did I actually have one of those eyeball webcam dealies, as seen in the first panel? I might have. I really don’t care for webcams; there’s one sticking out of the front of my laptop screen, and it’s like staring into the optic sensor of a killer robot. I’m on the verge of putting duct tape over it.
“Ned’s Atomic Dustbin”, like Toad The Wet Sprocket, comes from a Monty Python bit. You’ve got internet, you go dig up which ones. I’m at work.
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