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0052 - Roast Beef is Feeling Pretty Nice!

(Note: precisely one minute after this strip posts, six rejected panels from it will post in the In-Universe and Author's tiers.)

If our bodies can release amazing trippy chemicals as we're dying, then (a) why do they wait until then to do it, and (b) how did this ability evolve into being? You'd think that by the time you were laying there dying, you wouldn't be able to influence the gene pool such that it selected for this characteristic. Perhaps the existence of this endogenous psychedelic passage indicates there is something else going on with the way our brains are built, and I welcome your bananas- or non-bananas-style guesses below. 

Baby, gimme your guesses. 

0052 - Roast Beef is Feeling Pretty Nice! 0052 - Roast Beef is Feeling Pretty Nice!

Comments

Old National Geographics where your seratonin should be is ultra traditional. The magazine won Most Ethnographically Redeeming Centerfolds 20 years in a row.

Eric Boesch

I've never even started to believe in reincarnation before this moment

dmf 23

It's the elation you feel when you're (voluntarily) leaving an awful job, and it's the last week, and you realize that none of these problems are going to be your problems anymore, only it's for *all* problems.

John Perich

Found Onstad's burner

Josh Egbert

The feeling of unexplained elation and positivity being coupled with the obvious looming sensation of the worst case scenario is a concept that I am both familiar with as well as sympathetic towards. That being said: when the Mind is generally hard on you, then perhaps its own conscience kicks in a realizes it needs to give you a break every once and a while.

Rex Mantooth

Just mowin us all down

magicarl

Technically you can shit your pants whenever you want.

Sean FC

There is, no lie, an early B-side by a band called The Hold Steady, called "Hot Fries", that contains this line repeated at the end.

2scrogz

Yeah I don’t think management is part of it. Unless you “manage” an ant farm.

Aaron J. Rushton

I think it’s just that your brain is happy to finally be done with you.

Jeff Holt

Practically speaking, no amount of unbounded ability can manage that many interacting decisions. One infinity’s just bigger than the other.

Cody Richmond

ok so I just did 2-7 weed vapes and here are my top 99 theories on Brain Death Chemicals:

Shawn Warren

OK so seriously answering the question posed - I’m to a point where I think there’s a god out there that all world religions have vastly overestimated. Powerful enough to create the universe and life and love and free will, but also not really sure what they’re doing.

Aaron J. Rushton

that keys thing is a corn tortillas feeling

J Hardy Carroll

Can't argue with the maestro

Ben Wilinofsky

Giant apocalyptic machinery tho

Chris Onstad

I reckon it doesn't really happen. Dying people are just bitter at non-dying people so they make up stories about what a good time they're really having

Sedric And Charlie

My guess is that letting go just feels good ‘cause being unburdened is our natural state. We’re meant to let go of stuff constantly, moment to moment. Like animals, like stars, like a river does. But in the mistaken belief that it serves us to do so, we still remind ourselves of what that one dude said, and 5000 other things besides. So unless you’re some kind of professional Buddha, I’m guessing death is like the best shit it’s possible to take.

izy fay

Is it the neuro-chemical equivalent of when the lady at the diner sees you're having a bad day and gives you a free slice of pie?

Duncan

you explained this perfectly, and summed up basically everything I jumped into the comments to say

Matt Thurston

Also this might be the most perfectly Roast Beef comic in Achewood's history? Like, really resonant work.

Ben Wilinofsky

Maybe the memory meat with a poo system is expiring but the little bit of magic makes it all work needs a little bit of lubricant on the slide to whatever great cosmic cha-cha we dance next

Ben Wilinofsky

I love waltzing in her orgasm when she's past the point of no return. It's like ordering a pizza and tipping well so they give ya the extra botched order.

W. C.

Nature - Brutal AF

Ismini Roller

I've been receiving them monthly since 1982, plus inheriting duplicates... so many yellow spines

Ismini Roller

That rather depends on where you're standing

Matthew Harris

Yeah but Trouble Man and No-No put a damper on thibgs

GruntyGinMan

I think it's just like how people shit themselves dying. Your body has lost control of itself, and chemicals and pieces are just flying around wherever they please. It just so happens that when you release all your brain chemicals at once it's a good feeling (and trippy to boot)

David Kettler

Nothing classes up a room like that line of yellow spines

AA

People are constantly putting themselves in one state of autoerotic asphyxiation or another, go ahead and get as metaphorical as you want on the concepts of oxygen and sex and death

Larry Lawrence

on the topic of flour tortillas you ever spank someones bare ass with one youd be surprised the energy one can impart onto a southern cheek with the unassuming tortilla or maybe you wouldnt be surprised i dont judge

Zen Window

Kin selection. If you die screaming and shrieking, maybe it traumatizes your family members into not fuckin' so much for a while. Whereas if you're all serene, imparting a small wisdom as you expire, maybe they're a little more well rounded, more worldly, dare I say, more... fuckable?

tossrock

back in the old single cell days it was a veritable orgy of reproduction and self destruction, no division, no breathing room, it was fight club 1999 starring eros and thanatos, and that single shot of pure Unbothered is still stashed away in the back, a little postcard from our primordial grandparent.

Kol

incredibly good strip

durf

all soft and warm as the dickens

Julie (HiDeeHoGal)

DAMN those old National Geographics!

Walter Cooke

DMT should not be making you flippant about probably dying. It should be introducing you to Jimmy Fractals and the Infinite Klown Biz. (For real tho, does anyone of neuroscience know whether a heavy duty hospice cocktail of fentanyl, lorazepam, atropine, and haloperidol interferes with your exit trip? Cos it would cold suck if it did.)

Julie (HiDeeHoGal)

I would have located the tortilla vendor stands closer to the hot tubs in this world.

Walter Cooke

its my party and ill die if i want to

b.zap

Roast Beef got slipped some DMT. He remains, however: Roast Beef

Jay Y

I mean, he's died two or three times before, so he should recognise it

Matthew Harris

I think the self preservation instinct to worry and protect dies first, leaving the joyful chemicals they once guarded to flee the yard.

emitydna

Goddamn though, it's true about the flour tortillas, this world has its delights

Ben Sunshine-Hill

My guess is that when you're dying the body's like "well, there's no point in saving for retirement anymore, let's blow all your chemical savings at once and party, daddy-o" As for how this evolved, I can imagine that these chemicals hitting all at once would convince the death-ee to try to survive a little longer, now that being alive seems like a pretty cool idea what with all the chemicals swirling.

Bungus Bronbo

This is how I've felt the last few weeks as I've been taking my amitriptyline more often. Freaked me the fuck out

Ben Wissett

Bro it's either angels or demons ain't no two ways about it!!

Daniel

Best work since the restart. Hot spice jelly in my big Christmas belly is going into the rotation.

Josh Egbert

The big SAD lamp in the sky must’ve flickered back into contingent glory.

Bear

Die Mad Trippin’

Bear

I'll never not relate to Roast Beef

Steven Saunders

Beef you are the man in like 50 different ways.

toby x

who wouldn't be elated at a sudden freedom from responsibility?

Scott Hansen

Spandrels. It's all just evolutionary spandrels, all the way down.

Bill Cameron


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