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"this song is about meeeeeeee" --Jack Miller (not Sirota. Signed, Sirota)
You don't know the half of it
Really wish I wasn't having dinner while we did this
I guess just saying fat is easier than writing real jokes
Oh hey it's the fat people from the murder maze!
Jack, run!
This is getting pathetic and I mean that without rancor. So now we know the author's dad died and this song touched him, and the way he processes that is to have the singer of the song stand in for his cooler self-insert's dead dad.
it's almost too sad to mock
And, then, you'll never guess what Mike does
Mike Sirota would later go on to write the story bible for Little Nightmares.
almost
AAAAAALLLLLLMOOOOOOOOST
But his dad helped create Mike Sirota so he can burn in hell
It's a Star Trek!
Not even recent star trek
'recent'
Yeah, this is fucking retconned soft canon Star Trek.
jack just watched the guy carry his bike all the way to the pool before suddenly remembering the premise of his own story
It hasn't been called Klingonese since the early Pocket Books days.
Triple bingo
I think that was a line in a TOS episode.
Oh, right, the amulet that gives him three lives
There are five pages left
Mike has been rubbing his Bukko through most of this manuscript.
So, really no need for that to exist at all
"be hitler's dad" was ambitious
Okay, I'm caught up. But I wish I weren't!
We almost got it though
Fuck off
A bike that can take you anywhere in space and time, given to you by God, and EVERYTHING you can think to do with it is hang out with pop culture figures STILL ALIVE in your lifetime and time of writing.
He spent a while hanging out with toddler hitler
He's just doing the Wesley episode!
This was a very long walk to a very shit punchline.
He spent a lot of time in that future theme park. I skipped a lot of it.
And you can thank me for it
Good lord
Sirota can't even lick a woman to orgasm without making three references to Clara Peller.
Wait, you don't need to do that?!?
No, you do, but the spell only works if you time it right. You can't keep stopping just as you find the clitoris.
Oh so it's like an active reload.
Sirota has never found that
And we have what feels like 400 pages of proof
I will give you one try to guess what's in these pools of pink liquid
oh god it's pepto
"dad?"
because they're fat
ok pepto is a better guess
fuck you.
I'm as clever as Mike Sirota and that's the saddest thing I've ever said
I thought maybe the pool tasted like his dad, but I see now that I was wrong
Another mystery solved
they're about to drown someone with-
wait no it's going to cure the fatness
This man thinks in cartoons
What a story
Anyway, last chapter, get your references in Mike
, beb
oh god it's dennis miller
the whole book
it's been dennis miller the whole time
He gets home, meets three old guys
I can't stop hearing it in dennis miller's voice what is this curse
It's really elevated the prose tbh.
Think of it more like you can handily start from his highest point, or as he would put it, "The person making fun of me was NOT, as Andy Kaufman's character on Taxi, Mypos Myposi, would put it, 'You're so stupid!' but was in fact smart, like Albert Einstein, as played by Walter Matthau in My Mother the Bomb!"
And as he rides off back home, how should the book end?
With fucking
Fucking on bikes
like in Rad
Don't worry be happy.
Calling it now.
, beb
I hope he won't
just imagine mike's smug little smile as he typed that out
He will three more times
"nailed it," he thought with a triumphant fist pump
I love how Jack defeats every challenge just by wanting to and being a smug prick about it. It's like this guy told himself every night "Of course there will be movie offers, but I'm less concerned with the money and more with getting Chevy Chase signed on."
"now to return to masturbating to my pinup calendar. What? It's a Far Side calendar? Even better!"
Special thanks to Ro(a) bert Jameison who used to own this book and is unsure how to spell his own name
Or that. God knows we were drowning in this type of '80s comedian.
Long Live R@bert Jameison
hahaha
That's such a god damn cherry on top
What a journey this has been
What an exquisitely terrible book.
We've laughed, we've cried, we cried some more, we whished it would end, we met a cat lady with some crazy sexy feet
We have defeated Bicycling Through Space and Time
We went to cuckold planet and fucked a guy's mom and then told him about it
We did it!
For real this time!
we cried some more, we cried some more, we cried some more
Fucked the cat lady milf, cried about that, thought about star trek
went to a theme park, pissed ourselves, met some kids, pissed ourselves with the kids
Went on a murder tour
FOKK YOU ASSHULL
Luckily, we have some extra time for a bonus round
Solved a bomb threat
Finding out Isis the cat from Assignment Earth could transform into a hot lady was a formative experience for Mike, I'm guessing
Remembered music exists
That about that for a while
Thought about our collective dead dad
Just a real direct penetration into the ammo magazine for his young boy brain
Thought about a sad song
His name is Ratber Jameipaulson