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Episode published on Wednesday 5th of April, 2006.
I have no idea why this strip is so messy, presumably I forgot to clean off the scanner surface before scanning this in. It almost distracts from that sign in the first panel that I added because I realised after colouring this that I had left a huge empty space in the corner of that panel and felt the urge to fill it. Although, rather than fill it with proper background, I went with the old "advertise here" gag.
This strip, like many of the earlier ones, has hackneyed attempts at doing the sort of "manatee gag" that Family Guy does (now a discredited form of comedy in some circles), where a joke's punchline is to cut away to something completely different and yet relevant. There is a reason I stopped doing this.
Pain uses a .41 Magnum, because when I was researching guns I found out that the drawback of larger calibres is their tendency to deafen everyone they are fired around - there's a reason people wear earplugs when at a shooting range. However, I'm pretty sure that the .41 is just as deafening as the .44, but what you can't see is that I am waving my hand as hard as I can right now (you'll laugh at that if you're a fan of TVTropes).
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Location - Detulux HQ,
Location - Paris, France,
Max Valerion,
Melvin Pratt the Environ-mental Protestor,
Newbie the Henchman
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Transcript
Title - 16: "Magnum Farce"
(The stand-off continues.)
Pain: I was always a big fan of Dirty Harry. Not the sequels, they were crap.
New guy: But what about the one where he harpoo-
Pain: (cutting off the henchman mid-sentence) -Crap. Eastwood got too old.
(There is a superfluous sign in the background.)
Sign: Empty space - advertise here and make the artist rich! Detulux Inc. Apply within - call 089-THIS-NUMBER-IS-FAKE-BECAUSE-I-LEFT-EMPTY-SPACE-AND-FELT-THE-NEED-TO-FILL-IT.
(The scene cuts to an elderly, balding Clint Eastwood holding up a man behind a booth with a 44. Magnum, while holding a Zimmer-frame in one hand. The man in the booth holds up his hands in shock. The booth is red and is marked with the words "POST OFFICE".)
Clint Eastwood: Make my pension, punk.
(The scene cuts back to Pain and the protester. The new guy is still admiring Pain's guy curiously.)
New guy: Didn't he use a .44? That's a .41.
Pain: Sure, the .44 is great, if you like being deaf by thirty.
(The scene cuts again to a SWAT officer in body armour firing a .44 off-panel. The next panel reveals that he was firing it in a room of bald, armed thugs dressed in yellow, both of which now have bleeding ears from burst eardrums.)
SWAT officer: Those were warning shots, now drop your guns or else!
Thug 1: Wha?
Thug 2: All I can hear is a high-pitched whine...
(The scene cuts back to Pain and the protester again. The protester is getting impatient.)
Protester: EXCUSE ME? ARMED ACTIVIST ON THE ROOF HERE?
Pain: Oh, right. SORRY.
(Pain smiles and sticks his tongue out as he fires off a shot with his .41 revolver.)
SFX: BLAM!
