|This comic is dedicated to
Katherine, Dan, Ester, Ben, House, Jen, Simon, Kevin, and my Mom
and Dad, all of whom were present for the Great Mayonnaise
Discovery (i.e., that in a small, unscientific survey conducted at
a pub, 100% of the women asked liked mayonnaise, while 100% of the
For some reason, most of us have, in the ensuing week and a bit since the Discovery, remained intrigued by the whole mayonnaise dilemma. I am thus going to attempt to aid our understanding of the phenomenon--if phenomenon it be--by means of a small, unscientific survey conducted on the Internet.
If you wish to take part in this madness, drop me an e-mail here. In the body of your message, state your sex and whether or not you like mayonnaise. For the record, people who will only tolerate mayonnaise when it is mixed with some other type of food (such as tuna fish) do not count as liking it.
I'll announce the results (if there are any) next Monday. No, I have no real reason for initiating this survey. I just am.
Oh...and I had mayonnaise on my fries last night.
|Monday, June 23, 2008|
|Panel 1: Marie and Casey are in a food court, carrying their trays to a table.|
Casey: I still can't see why you find that guy creepy.
Marie: Guys never can. It's like the deal with mayonnaise.
Panel 2: They place their trays on a table and sit down.
Marie: Do you like mayonnaise?
Marie: I thought not.
Marie: Women like mayonnaise and recognise creepiness; guys don't. It's just one of those things.
Casey [suspiciously]: Does this conversation make sense?
Marie [looks at her food]: No, and now I want mayonnaise on my fries.
Alt-Text: Life's little mysteries seldom sound very coherent when expressed in actual words.
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