Pornography, both the product itself and the very distinct and somewhat insular community that creates / distributes it, is
interesting and bizarre.
The strip's always evinced more than a passing familarity with porn - AVN jokes, the
rudest titties, the high-five scare,
birthday cakes - and hell, if he can make use of it in a clever way (which I think he has; compare with OMG I'M A PR0N STAR ROFLCOPTER *FRRRRRT* over at Diesel Sweeties), more power to him.
Oh, and I liked today's comic. It reminded me of when I was a kid, and my parents would try to play with me - only vaguely realizing that, thanks to comic books and cartoons, my toys had very specific and detailed worlds and rules that
must be followed. The idea of the Falcon needing "Space Gas" is pretty much exactly like something my dad would have said. I get the feeling that they were just screwing around trying to entertain Philippe, whose attention, predictably, wandered to Popsicles.
EDIT: now that I think about it, Lyle was probably playing the role of Chewie, and decided to take off with the almonds. That fuck*ng guy.