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December 19, 2007
Wednesday Evening Post
Why does Burger King, or as Carmen likes to call it, B.K., need so much security? I've got one syllable for her: Herb. The Osama Bin Laden of the fast food industry. While various fast-food vandalizing groups have popped up and been subsequently quelled, this Herb character, a homegrown terrorist who may or may not have been connected to BTK, has gone off the grid, which isn't to be confused with a contraction for griddle at all, because it seems that one could assume that he prefers griddles to flame-broilers. Let the warning be heard: First they'll come for our French Fries, and then they'll come for our Freedom Fries, and finally they'll come for our Freedom.
Comments
So... I'm confused. Does Carmen object to the government spying and constant surveillance or not? She normally seems to not like it, but now she seems to buy into it. Perhaps because it's a private corporation that's doing it and not the government is the reason.
Posted by: Doc Sane at December 19, 2007 12:12 PM
Um, there weren't security cameras at fast food restaurants before 9/11?
Posted by: The Furnace at December 19, 2007 01:37 PM
Maybe the PC BK needs a camera to let the staff know when to chase away kids and wild animals that are loitering in the drive-through lane.
The last panel feels like a total Peanuts rip-off. Winslow just needs some shoes flying off his feet.
Posted by: John at December 19, 2007 01:53 PM
