So, about fifteen months ago,  punktiger linked to a piece of animated film that seriously screwed me up for over a year. I'm not going to link to it, that's how bad it was. It was a parody of sixties intermission films, and  timtylor got to play "therapist" for quite a while with me while I coped with it.

Last night, after I'd forgotten about it for a while, Tim and I discussed drive ins, which used to be sort of fun for me as a kid, honest. I found a site that actually had a REAL intermission film. I only saw the screencapture, but Tim, in pure "War Correspondent" mode, watched it and told me that, yes, this one was the big one that inspired the parody. The horrors of talking animated food and creepy imagery were there in all their glory.

I was so amused at how this whole thing really messed me up (I've since discovered I have a deep-seated OCD-esque aversion to horribly photographed food) that I drew this little thank-you to the mousie who has to hear me whine about idiotic neuroses like this.

Though if you wanted me to draw a talking popcorn box... you're out of luck.