[MyGumsAreBleeding] They want their trauma back
[MyGumsAreBleeding] They want their trauma back
Source: My Gums Are Bleeding
Given the setting of this comic (Some time after 2001), wouldn't they have already known what happened to the WTC? And dude is using a corded, residential phone, so it couldn't have been that long after it 9/11...
I don't understand this weird Lemmy fascination with over-analyzing and breaking down shitposty jokes.
It's strange that you don't understand over-analyzing on Lemmy. It's a fairly frequent occurrence and the act of participating here implies a willingness to subscribe to that particular culture a significant part of which is over-analyzing things. Perhaps if you could you'd prefer to reject the over analytical nature of the site but by becoming a member of the community you become a part of the culture wholesale. I guess in that sense if you don't give in to that part of the culture you will in fact change it so maybe by you being here and not understanding it, over analysis becomes slightly less a part of the intrinsic culture of Lemmy.
(just in case. This is meant to be a joke)
I use Arch, btw
The corded phone is my favourite part :P
I imagine, it's part of the joke, that the phone looks old. Like, if the 50s called, it would have been a rotary phone...
Where did you get that it's set after 2001?
...if they called in 1999 and told us something will happen to the World Trade Center, probably it's a magic future-phone and somebody should've put a stop to it before something happened. To the World Trade Center.
I over slept for work that morning and my mother screamed that I needed to get out of bed because the world was on fire.
I got my work clothes on in a minute because I was a teenage dirt bag, baby. By the time I got to the living room she was in tears because the Pentagon was going up in smoke.
I'm not sure if it was survival instinct or what, but I said, 'Silly Government, tricks are for kids!'
I just remember her shouting, "This is serious!" As I dashed to my car.
The radio sucked that morning. Pretty much all the fm band was nothing but church talk. The walkman I had plugged into my stereo was off charge, so I had to listen to some Spanish sermon as I wondered if the Spencer's I worked at was going to be blown up.
This has been a '9-11 Moment', reply with 'I was there.' if you'd like to know more.
Well, it’s not actually the year 2001 calling on the phone.