"Judgement Day" ("Terminator: Salvation")
Before anyone starts throwing the tasteless card at me, let me explain that this is based on an experience that personally happened. Well, I didn't encounter a T-800 Terminator of course, but everything else occured.
It happened back in 1999 when Tony, myself, and one of our friends took a trip out to Denver. That was a vacation full of firsts for me: my first time flying on an airplane, my first time visiting Denver, the first Star Wars Celebration I attended (well, it was the first one so that could have been said for everyone), and it was also the first time I stepped into a Hard Rock Cafe.
I was mid-way through enjoying the menu's Hurricane drink and their spicy over-priced Taco Salad when I had to excuse myself to go to the boy's room. It was there while I was doing my business, a young Mormon wearing the whole white pressed shirt and black shoulder pouch came in, walked up to me, and started instantly going into his talk about the 'word'. No, he didn't have to relieve himself; he was only there to convert me because I guess my soul needed-a-savin. But what made the incident even more awkward is that at first he held out his hand wanting me to shake it. Me, who was right in the middle of you-know-what. Now I try to be as reasonable to folks as I can but this struck me as being extremely inappropriate. So shooting him a disgusting look, I told the moronic virgin off. Maybe my words went a little too far (okay, they did go too far), but at the time I didn't care. And even now I still can't fathom what would make anyone think pushing their religious beliefs on somebody else without permission, especially in a resturant's public bathroom, was even remotely acceptable.
Anyhow, this is why I drew a picture of Erik going to the bathroom. It's not a commentary on religion, or Mormons... just a setting based upon a real-life experience. And maybe now that you know that, you are like me and that aspect of the picture doesn't seem to stand out anymore. - Jake