This Week in Milford

July 4, 2009

Another reason for me to hate Twitter

Filed under: Coach Kaz, freak hands, Gil Thorp, metapost — jasbeattie @ 8:56 am



…And now we know that Twittling Tweeting has officially jumped the shark. Yep, in a meta-moment for Milford, Neal Rubin has created this very account on Twitter, though as of posting time, no twattles from the Coach yet. Fortunately, he has the whole beautiful summer less than two months to figure it out.

Luckily for me, since I hate Twitter, I won’t need to keep up with his progress. But I’ll add the link to the sidebar for those of you who are less anti-Twitter than I am.

And now, just because I’m curious, a Twitter opinion poll!

Enjoy your July 4th, everyone. It’s your independence from any more of that spring plotline celebration day!



  1. Why isn’t there a “I love bacon and hate Twitter” option? I shouldn’t have to choose between my love of bacon and my hatred of Twitter.

    Comment by Tracer Bullet — July 4, 2009 @ 9:11 am

  2. So, there’s nothing going on in Gil Thorp. Let’s talk about rugby.


    I had to get that off my chest.

    Great game.

    Comment by Bernard Bernoulli — July 4, 2009 @ 10:02 am

  3. Oh I so, so hope Rubin starts posting stuff there, or has an intern do it, or whatever. I love Twitter, and ridiculous accounts like that are at least half the reason why. And Gil’s updates would be so hilarious! “At BAR again, I think it’s still summer?” “Kaz’s hair is really starting to freak me out. Wait, that’s the shrooms talking.” “Man, that Shep kid sure was a dick. Wonder what happened to him after I kicked him off the team?”

    Comment by Emily — July 4, 2009 @ 10:08 am

  4. I LOVE bacon and HATE twitter (the diatribe for twits).

    Any guesses on the summer plot? I am going with: Kaz gets his ears pierced (the return of the ear rings!). Ears get infected. Kaz goes to Mexican doctor, who removes Kaz’s frontal brain lobe in order to save the ears. Football season starts. Hooray!

    Bacon! S

    Comment by bevo — July 4, 2009 @ 10:46 am

  5. Anyone who still hates Twitter is either completely out of touch with current events or just an angry old curmudgeon who hates everything and should probably be ignored anyway.

    Comment by Roto13 — July 4, 2009 @ 11:36 am

  6. I didn’t think it was possible for me to hate twitter more or have less reason to join, and this comic did it for me. Never joining Twitter!

    Comment by Howabominable (aka Lindsey ^_^) — July 4, 2009 @ 11:36 am

  7. Twitter is being replaced with Twatter. Everyone will be bragging about their Twat!

    Comment by Gil's Proctologist — July 4, 2009 @ 11:41 am

  8. If there was an option for, “I tweet so I can follow Marty Moon and Josh Fruhlinger, and I like bacon,” I would have chosen that. I am, btw, twittering the daily misadventures of Rex and June Morgan as AuDiggingNanny.

    Comment by Gold-Digging Nanny — July 4, 2009 @ 1:37 pm

  9. What I hate are people that Tweet on Facebook, then get all offended when you make comments about their twat. If they want to Tweet without a response, they should take their twat to Twitter.

    Comment by Bryan — July 4, 2009 @ 1:39 pm

  10. I went to the Waffle House this morning and had scrambled eggs and bacon!

    Comment by Don, the Rebel without a Blog — July 4, 2009 @ 2:25 pm

  11. Totally AWESOME tweeting historical analogy Mr. B! I still remember the absurdity of that HD episode! I’d even argue after the ‘jumping’ tweeting is also off the skis and dead in the water.

    It’s chicken, fricken America; I do respect the opinions of others (esp #5. Roto13); but for me, the concept has some salience – however in the bulk of practice those who twitter have egos the size of the Unisphere to think they are all that important and might be better served just living their lives than texting about it and the folks who read twitters are better served living their own lives (too) and not reading about someone else. For you ‘ancient Italian’ cognoscenti: Qui bono, qui Bozo!!!!

    Comment by SemperFi4Evr — July 4, 2009 @ 2:47 pm

  12. #10 [Don, the Rebel without a Blog].
    Wow, how exciting; be sure to keep us up on what you did for lunch… I can hardly wait! Oh, and did you use salt and pepper on your eggs? I gots to know!

    Comment by SemperFi4Evr — July 4, 2009 @ 2:52 pm

  13. All I can say it was foretold in Revelations… the end is at hand when Gil Thorp twats twits. Lord help us.

    Comment by Gil'sBarber — July 4, 2009 @ 8:07 pm

  14. SemperFi4Evr, I love salt and pepper on my eggs. I didn’t have lunch, though. I eat only twice a day. For dinner, I started with some Dole pineapple, then a salad with Good Seasons Italian dressing, then a Marie Callender’s dinner: turkey with dressing and mashed potatoes and gravy and green beans and cranberries! Yum! Finally, I had a piece of Marie Callender’s coconut cream pie! And to top it all off, I had a Nut Boy! They’re shitty!

    Comment by Don, the Rebel without a Blog — July 4, 2009 @ 8:41 pm

  15. Dayum Don, you made me hungry!

    Bring on the summer madness Neal and Chief!

    Next thing ya know, Gil and Kaz will be on that Bookface thing – yikes!

    Comment by Gil'sBarber — July 4, 2009 @ 8:59 pm

  16. Jesus never tweeted.

    Comment by Doug Puthoff — July 5, 2009 @ 6:03 am

  17. #12 (SemperFi4Evr) – I was going to have salt on my eggs, but some #@*&!! mullet-headed punk unscrewed the top on the shaker.

    Comment by For Gramps! — July 5, 2009 @ 8:49 am

  18. Neal Rubin is the master of sudden, anticlimactic endings, but even by his standards this is pretty atrocious. On consecutive days, the boys’ and girls’ seasons come to a screeching halt. And not even a mention of the playdowns. This is how far Gil and Mimi have fallen: the formerly successful coaches are now passive spectators to their teams’ futility.

    Mythological Fourth Panel, 7/4: “…and speaking of ‘beautiful summer’, Bob, you look ravishing in that tight black T-shirt! What say we head down to the ‘Y’ for a workout?”

    Comment by jvwalt — July 5, 2009 @ 9:12 am

  19. Actually, #16 Doug Puthoff, the Beatitudes were originally a series of Tweets, transcribed by a disciple with a Blackberry. It was quite a sight, Jesus standing before the multitudes, texting away with his magical Son-O-God thumbs.

    Comment by jvwalt — July 5, 2009 @ 9:14 am

  20. I’ve been twittering since March. I have 360 updates, so I’m what you call a veteran. You follow me, I’ll follow you. Robmiz is my twittername. But Gil aint gonna keep it up.

    Comment by Rob — July 5, 2009 @ 2:04 pm

  21. Am I the only one that thinks panel two looks like Molly is smacking a mirror reflection?

    Comment by Rembrandt36 — July 5, 2009 @ 4:36 pm

  22. #21 Rembrandt36: No. And if it were intended to be a mirror reflection, then it wouldn’t have resembled one.

    Comment by mister beautiful — July 6, 2009 @ 6:02 pm

  23. It would have been a whole lot funnier if Gil had said twattling to Kaz.

    Comment by Regina — July 7, 2009 @ 7:31 am

  24. Gil’s first Twitter: Kicked Shemp Dumbo off the team. Going to PUB to meet up with my pals Old Grandad, Jack Daniels and Johnny Walker. Later Gents!

    Comment by Regina — July 7, 2009 @ 7:33 am

  25. […] happened to us a few minutes ago. At least…not yet. (Though, coming from the chick married to Gil the delinquent tweeter I guess we can’t expect much in the technological knowledge […]

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  26. […] tuned to see if he can tweet his way to second base. (Hey if Gil can do it, why can’t Bobby?) Share this crap, why don't ya?:FacebookTwitterEmailDiggLike this:LikeBe […]

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