"Judgement Day" ("Terminator: Salvation")
Before anyone starts throwing the tasteless card at me, let me explain this is based on an experience which personally happened. Well, I didn't encounter a T-800 Cyberdyne Terminator of course, but everything else occurred.
In 1999, Tony, myself, and one of our friends went on a vacation to Denver. It was a trip full of firsts for me: my first time flying in an airplane, my visit to Colorado, the first Star Wars Celebration I ever attended (well, it was the first Celebration Lucasfilm held so technically everyone could say that) and last but not least, the first time I stepped into a Hard Rock Cafe.
I was mid-way through enjoying one of their famous Hurricane drinks and spicy over-priced Taco Salads when I had to excuse myself to go to the little boy's room. While I was in there 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 sales pitch 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 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 be, but this struck me as being extremely inappropriate. So, shooting him a disgusting look, I told him 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 can't fathom what would make anyone think pushing their religious beliefs on somebody else without permission, especially in a restaurant's public bathroom during mid tinkle, 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 an unusual real-life experience. - Jake