A long time ago, I used to spend all my time online reading webcomics. It was my sister,
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The story completed back in 2008. The comic is hilarious and intelligent, and I highly recommend it. I plan on going back and rereading it one day when I have more time.
And now for something completely different...
My dad, my sister, her boyfriend and I watched the movie Rubber. To those who have never heard of it, it is the story of a tire in a dump that spontaneously gains sentience—and psychokinetic powers—and rolls around the desert exploding people's heads. That established, I don't think I need to tell you that it's a bizarre flick, and repeatedly breaks the fourth wall in ways even Mel Brooks never even dreamed of...
I give you the introduction:
It really just gets weirder from there.
As nerds are wont to do, Josh and I wound up arguing about whether a sentient tire actually has a front end and a back end. I insisted that being "alive" didn't necessarily mean that it did, while Josh argued that it did because it was moving "forward". My dad's unexpected contribution was that, yes, that particular kind of radial did have a front end...
I remain unconvinced.