I was at a fair with some folks, where a small girl went on a Ferris wheel, one with big semi-enclosed seating for several people, about the most boring ride ever – and she ended up puking. A lot. More than her actual physical volume it seemed.
I was at a checkout behind someone – the clerk asked ‘Paper or plastic?’ and the guy sniffed ’I’ll take whatever doesn’t ruin the planet!‘. I should’ve said ‘So bring your own bag, Van Driesen!’
That one plastic bag was apparently the tipping point; the world went all Mad Max and the clerk’s own clothing was reduced to rags even before Buni got home!
Some of Dickens’ stories were originally published in installments in magazines, so yeah, they were in cereal form! (I see I was beaten to the punch with the pun, but I don’t care!)
In each strip, Jarvis seems to give us a look like “You only need to be here for a four-panel strip; I have to attend to him all day.”