Ladies and gentleman: Mr. Thaddeus Crunch.
Oh. And Amadeus, I guess.
Tad’s sunglasses remind me of Gunnar’s “digital eyewear,” which I reccomend to anyone who spends copious amounts of time looking at television/computer screens (business or pleasure) and aren’t afraid of wearing piss-tinted lenses. (Don’t worry, your actual vision won’t be pissed on.)
Currently listening to: The latest from Sigh. Just as bonkers as ever.
Poor robot, or has it been doing this a lot so it’s deserved?
I guess once is one time too many.
Wait, so there IS a “glam rock gorilla” in this thing?
And here I thought the title was being misleading.
…I want a robot for a neighbor.
I know there’s more to focus on, but I need to know, is that a pizza box outside of his room, or a Dreamcast?
It’s entirely possible it’s a broken-down Dreamcast that Tad couldn’t be bothered to properly dispose.
At least he didn’t offer it to Amadeus. Either way, that would’ve been in poor taste.
Amadeus seems a little flustered for a robot.
…did he just steal that robot’s newspaper?