Please explain this Grimm cartoon

I don't get it. I can't begin to figure out what I should be getting.

I cannot possibly imagine a sequence of events that would lead a hit man staffing an ice-cream counter to conclude that the customer had requested the leg of a dead man in a bucket.

MOVIES A Telegraph blogger asks a question about horrible movies set in ancient times, and he's quite serious:

Can't possibly imagine why.

Nevertheless, he makes a good point; from all accounts "Pompeii," the subject of his plaintive cry, was awful, and a missed opportunity. I'll still see it, because the subject is fascinating, but it'll be mixed with annoyance because it means they won't do another Pompeii movie for 15 years. That one will be IMAX immersive holographic 3D, with stones and ash falling all around you. Which actually sounds really unpleasant, now that I think about it. So I'll wait for it to come out for home streaming.

DESTRUCTION Forgot to post this yesterday: from Saturday's demolition of the ugly Strib Brick Dullard.

YUM A few months ago I mentioned the fellow who thought food was a waste of time, and came up with a nutritious slurry that replaced the tedium of preparing and consuming meals. The inventor actually calls it Soylent. If it suits his needs, great. Bottoms up. But the number of people who will follow is example is quite small, because people like to eat.

No, we won't. At least not any more than we have now, when the sandwich-at-the-desk keeps you going through noon if you've lots of work to do. Provided you're not distracted by the roller-coaster emotions brought on by insufficient mayo - but more on that in a moment.

The headline is actually "Could Soylent Replace Food?" It could, in the sense that shoes could replace mittens, but it's not likely. More:

Put down that Sriracha, America: we've got a food replacement whose blandness isn't just comforting, but yeasty.

As the writer explores the Soylent lifestyle, disenchantment sets in.

I have never cried at my desk because of sandwich disappointment, nor felt like bursting into song because the lettuce was crisp.

It's called "Being a sentient creature at the top of the food chain in a developed industrial society with a functioning economy." It turns the chore of subsistence into civilized pleasures. It's still worth a read, thoughm and note the end: Soylent literally is people.

VotDThere are days I want to drive a scooter; thank heavens there are videos like this to dissuade me. Unlikely this would happen to me. Unlikely it'll ever happen to anyone again.