The other day I was taking my rent check down to my apartment building’s office. I dropped off the check with our manager, and was walking out the door, when I saw a little metal pail on his desk filled with Tootsie Rolls. I hadn’t had one in a long time, so I grabbed one of the long ones and started to walk back to my apartment. I was about halfway through the chewy candy when I thought, “What the fuck is this supposed to taste like? It sure as hell isn’t chocolate! What is it?” As close as I can figure, these things have the taste and consistency of ear wax and molasses. …so, why do we keep buying them? What’s so good about Tootsie Rolls? They’ve been around for over a hundred years (I checked the Wikipedia entry on Tootsie Rolls), so someone must be eating them. If you want real chocolate, there are better places to get it than in a little brown tube in a brown and white wrapper. …but if you want a nostalgic rush back to your childhood, before you realized what good candy (or even real food) tasted like, I guess there’s no better place.

…oh, speaking of nostalgia: today’s drawing is a blast from the past. Remember pumping quarter after quarter into Street Fighter II, beating the crap out of your friends, trying to figure out how to make Ryu do that stupid uppercut, and cursing Zangief for destroying you with a single Piledriver? Oh, my wasted youth at the local skating rink! Now the only thing I pump quarters into are the washer and dryer at my apartment complex. …and that makes me kind of sad.