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| Goats comic strip from October / 30 / 2007: showcase showdown (47) | [[Xibalba (Programming Room)]] / Sword: / Computer: / Computer: / Cigarette: / Glock: / IXCATZIN: And this is programming room. Once a week we order in Skullburger and watch Battlestar Galactica. At night. You should come! / Mayan: Is Galactica on this year? / Mayan: Only in years that are prime or divisible by seventeen. / / [[Xibalba (Programming Room)]] / Sword: / Cigarette: / Glock: I am too busy battling evil to watch television. Take me to you cloning labs immediately! / IXCATZIN: Down the hall, two doors on your left. / Mayan: Wait! No! There's clients in there! / / [[Xibalba (Cloning Labs)]] / Sword: / Cigarette: / Pacifier: / Cloning Vats: / Glock: / One Death: / Prak: / IXCATZIN: / Seven Death: / Weetabix Bloomers: / Farmer Wheatina Bloomers: / < http://www.goats.com/archive/071030.html |
| Goats comic strip from October / 31 / 2007: showcase showdown (48) | [[Cloning Lab]] / Cigarette: / Sword: / Door: / Glock: Why am I not surprised to see you Topekan fascists making babies with Satan? / / [[Cloning Lab]] / Cloning Vats: / Window: / Seven Death: / One Death: I'm not Satan. / One Death: I worked with him once, but that was a long time ago. / One Death: Wait a second, you're that pangaean lizard from the pub stub, aren't you! How nice to see you again. / Farmer Wheatina Bloomers: Pangaeans? Here? / / [[Cloning Lab]] / Cigarette: / Sword: / Glock: Whatever you call yourself, you turned me into this technicolor tramp, and now you're going to fix your mistake. / / [[Cloning Lab]] / Gun: / One Death: / / [[Cloning Lab]] / Gun: / Blood: / Sword: / Cigarette: / One Death: / Glock: / < http://www.goats.com/archive/071031.html |
| Goats comic strip from November / 05 / 2007: showcase showdown (50) | [[Xibalba (Cloning Labs)]] / Cloning Vats: / Pacifier: / Prak: / One Death: Sorry to cut this short, Wheatina, but I have a four o'clock with another client. / Farmer Wheatina Bloomers: We've taken enough of your time. / Weetabix Bloomers: Thank ye so much for this chicken nugget of joy! / / [[Xibalba (Cloning Labs)]] / Pacifier: / Prak: / Weetabix Bloomers: This fella here will be our ticket into the reboot. What do we call him? / / [[Xibalba (Cloning Labs)]] / Clipboard: / Crate(s): HGH 50 MG / Seven Death: The project name is Programmer Analogue 1000, but we just call him Prak for short. / IXCATZIN: Here is box of human growth hormone, Prak need injection in each eyeball every four hours. / / [[Xibalba (Cloning Labs)]] / File Cabinet: / Farmer Wheatina Bloomers: Yer all right, One Death. Not at all the clap-riddled gelding I though you were. / One Death: I think of you as a friend also! http://www.goats.com/archive/071105.html |
| Goats comic strip from November / 06 / 2007: showcase showdown (51) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Typewriter: / paper: / Collar(s): / Farmella Cummington-Bloomers: / Phillip: I think I found the command prompt! / Gus: I can't believe you gave them the typewriter. / Steve: If you have a better idea I'd like to hear it. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Collar(s): / Gus: Lighting our faces on fire would have been a better idea. Sumo wrestling with Rush Limbaugh in a pit filled with Oxycontin would have been a better idea. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Typewriter: / paper: / Collar(s): / Steve: / Phillip: As near as I can tell this thing is a thin client networked to the main laptop that the multiverse is running on. Very limited permissions, but I think I can get access to the underlying structural code. / Gus: You're not supposed to be doing that! You're supposed to stop the goat from torching reality. / Farmella Cummington-Bloomers: Turn him into a newt! / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Typewriter: / paper: / Collar(s): / Gus: / Phillip: If I stop this goat more goats will just show up later. What we need to do is goat-proof the universe. / Steve: Newts hate fire. / < http://www.goats.com/archive/071106.html |
| Goats comic strip from November / 07 / 2007: showcase showdown (52) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / paper: / Collar(s): / Gus: / Farmella Cummington-Bloomers: So how do we stop Toothgnip from settin' everything alight with the demon flame? / Phillip: Simple! We make everything flame retardant. Heh heh. Retardant. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Collar(s): / Chair: / Phillip: / Gus: Can't be done. You'd have to redefine properties for a near-infinite number of objects. All the stars would go dark and life everywhere would come to a crashing halt. / Steve: Including life in the concession branes, where churros rule and people are fried and covered in powdered sugar. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / paper: / Collar(s): / Typewriter: / Phillip: Fine. Then we just build an ekpyrotic firewall to stop any unauthorized interdimensional fires. / Gus: You're taking this all a bit too literally. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Phillip: I'm going to need raw materials. How can we get our hands on the teleport robot? / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Tarfon: / SFX: / < http://www.goats.com/archive/071107.html |
| Goats comic strip from November / 08 / 2007: showcase showdown (53) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Collar(s): / Tarfon: / Gus: Jon Translocated the robot to us. He must be reading along in the rough draft. / Phillip: There's a rough draft of our lives? / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Collar(s): / Tarfon: / Napkin Dispenser: / Salt and Pepper Shakers: / Steve: Sort of. I cobbled together a loose outline from a bunch of unresolved quantum states I had lying around. I don't even know what's in half of them. / Gus: Jon is resolving the outline into a finished manuscript by observing it from the coward's den of his pocket universe. / Phillip: Forget I asked. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Collar(s): / Tarfon: / Potato: / Farmella Cummington-Bloomers: So what good does this do us? / Phillip: Well, this robot can burn holes in the multiverse. I just have to make it do the opposite. / Gus: It's a Manhattan 3-native object, so you should be able to invert the robot's properties using the typewriter. / Steve: Also, bonus potato! http://www.goats.com/archive/071108.html |
| Goats comic strip from November / 12 / 2007: showcase showdown (54) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Typewriter: / paper: / Tarfon: / Collar(s): / Text: AFTER THREE HOURS OF INTENSE AND FURIOUS COSMIC HACKING_ / Phillip: I think we're done! This robot is ready to rumble with anyone fool enough to try and burn through the multiversal interstice. / Steve: It's not very threatening. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / paper: / Collar(s): / Phillip: It doesn't have to be threatening. It's effective. / Steve: Effective at making its enemies pee with laughter. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Tarfon: / Typewriter: / paper: / Potato: / Phillip: It's not like I have a lot of raw material here to work with. I have exactly one potato and one Uzbek-made spider robot. And this goddamn typewriter can't make anything larger than a potato. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Potato: / Phillip: But who is to say how large a potato can be? Only the potato knows. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Potato: / Phillip: / Buddha: / Achievement: ZEN KOAN MASTERY http://www.goats.com/archive/071112.html |
| Goats comic strip from November / 13 / 2007: showcase showdown (55) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Typewriter: / paper: / Tarfon: / Phillip: I can't believe I didn't see this earlier. / Farmella Cummington-Bloomers: You've had a vision? / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Typewriter: / paper: / Phillip: No, my hangover finally went away and I can think straight. Two and a half years is a long time to have a headache. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Typewriter: / paper: / Firewall: / Phillip: First we merge the robot and the singularity into the potato. Then, we set the potato's maximum height property to an arbitrarily large value. Turn on the porato's psychic flag... recompile and run! / < http://www.goats.com/archive/071113.html |
| Goats comic strip from November / 14 / 2007: showcase showdown (56) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Firewall: / Phillip: This is awkward. I've never met a firewall in person before. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Phillip: / Firewall: You have a choice of input modes. I respond to voice commands, telepathic transfer protocol or direct tactile stimulation of my underbelly, if you prefer. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Trash Can: / Phillip: Let's stick with voice commands until our third or fourth date. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Firewall: User preferences have been automatically set based on a telepathic scan of your hippocampus. Your firewall password is the middle name of your seventh dog. / Phillip: We sure went through a lot of dogs when I was a kid. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Salt and Pepper Shakers: / Sign: / Phillip: Hey! All of my memories of fruit are inaccessible. What gives? / Firewall: All undeclared thoughts of foreign fruits and vegetables must be confiscated. http://www.goats.com/archive/071114.html |
| Goats comic strip from November / 15 / 2007: showcase showdown (57) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Collar(s): / Firewall: / Gus: I can't remember anything about pineapples. I think I may ahve loved pineapples! / Steve: Most of my porn memories have been replaced with Chick tracts. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Firewall: / Farmella Cummington-Bloomers: We need to send this firewall on its way before we lose out minds. / Phillip: Firewall, can you get into the multiversal interstice? / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / SFX: / Firewall: You bet your sweet bippy! I can burn right in there and start patrolling for unauthorized intrusions if you'd like. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / SFX: / Phillip: That would be swell. We'll be in touch. / Firewall: Ooh! It's most in here. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / SFX: / Collar(s): / Firewall: / Phillip: / Steve: / < http://www.goats.com/archive/071115.html |
| Goats comic strip from November / 27 / 2007: showcase showdown (64) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Watch: / Chipmunk(s): / SFX: / SFX: / Spacecraft: / Blood: / Blood: / Sauce: / Purse: / Seven Death: / Demon: / Judy: / Bob: / Fineas: / Toothgnip: / Oliver: / Infinite Monkey(s): / One Death: Everything seems to be going according to schedule. Excellent! / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / SFX: / Seven Death: One Death! The portal is closing. We're stuck here! / < http://www.goats.com/archive/071127.html |
| Goats comic strip from November / 28 / 2007: showcase showdown (65) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Collar(s): / Trash Can: / Table: / Typewriter: / paper: / Phillip: / Gus: Lovely. You've made your giant flaming potato man, now hand over the typewriter. / Steve: Yeah! We need to get back to writing you and your friends out of existence. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Farmella Cummington-Bloomers: But we stopped Toothgnip! There's no need to end us! / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Collar(s): / Steve: If this experience has taught me anything its that the lot of you aren't worth the trouble you cause. I'm hitting the reset button and there's nothing you can do about it short of refusing to give me back the typewriter. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Collar(s): / Steve: Ah nuts. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Collar(s): / Trash Can: / Table: / Gus: This is precisely why our writing contract sucks so badly. / Steve: It can't be helped if I'm naturally empathetic. http://www.goats.com/archive/071128.html |
| Goats comic strip from November / 29 / 2007: showcase showdown (66) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Phillip: This entire conversation is moot if we don't find a way out of here before Neil blasts his way through the floor. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Outside Starbucks)]] / Raygun: / Pit: / Neil: The is so boring. I'd rather watch Ben Stein fellate a sloth. Just come out and let me laser you a little. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Outside Starbucks)]] / Raygun: / Pit: / Neil: / < http://www.goats.com/archive/071129.html |
| Goats comic strip from December / 03 / 2007: showcase showdown (67) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Outside Starbucks)]] / Farmhand Bean: / Farmhand Brock: So let me get this straight. God is dead, and there's a corporate coffee chain retail location at the center of all creation. This explains everything. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Outside Starbucks)]] / Carl: / Roger: / Farmhand Brock: Excuse me fellas, but you may want to start running very fast. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Outside Starbucks)]] / Bag: / Pit: / Farmhand Brock: / < http://www.goats.com/archive/071203.html |
| Goats comic strip from December / 04 / 2007: showcase showdown (68) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Outside Starbucks)]] / Pit: / Bag: / Grenade(s): / Farmhand Brock: / Carl: He's got a fusion grenade! / Roger: Run! / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Outside Starbucks)]] / Farmhand Bean: No! I cannae leave mah daughter behind. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Starbucks)]] / Trash Can: / Farmella Cummington-Bloomers: Daddy? / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Outside Starbucks)]] / Grenade(s): / Farmhand Brock: Huge multidimensional corporate entities like the Topekan Farming Empire and Van Der Waals-Mart and Starbucks are eroding the very source code of our existence! They must be stopped. This large-scale demolition performance art is brought to you by Brock Stalkley and sponsored by the Topekan resistance. Enjoy! / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (Outside Starbucks)]] / Grenade(s): / Farmhand Brock: / Text: 60 / < http://www.goats.com/archive/071204.html |
| Goats comic strip from December / 05 / 2007: showcase showdown (69) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Spacecraft: / Chipmunk(s): / SFX: / Oliver: / Toothgnip: This is why nobody likes chipmunks, guys. This sort of behavior is why you get such a bad rap. Hey! Stop biting that! I need that bit. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Spacecraft: / SFX: / Oliver: Agh. I feel like I spent the night inside Keith Richards. Where are my henchmen? Where are my lazy backstabbing bodyguards? / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Oliver: Never mind them. I don't need them. All I need is my sweet robot arm and my senseless, violent urges. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Oliver: I don't need anybody! And I especially don't need... you. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Collar(s): / Popcorn: / Spacecraft: / Blood: / Oliver: / Diablo: Me? http://www.goats.com/archive/071205.html |
| Goats comic strip from December / 06 / 2007: showcase showdown (70) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Collar(s): / Oliver: You're following me! / Diablo: Is it wrong for a father to check up on his son from time to time? / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Oliver: You're not my father! My father had his head torn off by a laser beam. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Collar(s): / Oliver: / Diablo: Son, if I could rip my own head off to make you happy I would do it. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Collar(s): / Diablo: / Oliver: No need. I'll do it for you. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Sauce: / Blood: / Bob: / Fineas: No! You'll blow us all to hell! / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Oliver: Then let it be so! I can't think of a better place to be blown. / Diablo: I can! http://www.goats.com/archive/071206.html |
| Goats comic strip from December / 10 / 2007: showcase showdown (71) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Woody Allen: They're eating my sandwich right now, I'm sure of it. People are always taking advantage of my good nature. Even my mother used to steal my lunch money. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Woody Allen: One time Katie Couric crossed a busy street to hock a loogie at me. Who am I telling this to? Myself? Only crazy people talk to themselves. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Woody Allen: As I am an extremely sane individual, deductive reasoning tells us there must be someone else in listening distance. Come on out and show yourselves! / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Woody Allen: / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / paper: SANE / Demon: / Demon: / Woody Allen: I have a certificate! http://www.goats.com/archive/071210.html |
| Goats comic strip from December / 11 / 2007: showcase showdown (72) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Demon: / Woody Allen: / Demon: GRAAACH! / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Demon: / Woody Allen: Ow! Be careful, please! I die very easily. / < http://www.goats.com/archive/071211.html |
| Goats comic strip from December / 12 / 2007: showcase showdown (73) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Demon: / Demon: / One Death: You're a hard man to get a hold of, Mr. Allen! / Woody Allen: One Death! How did you get h-here? / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / One Death: It wasn't easy! This level is remarkably secure. I'm sorry for the intrusion but you seem to be very reluctant to pick up the phone these days. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Demon: / Demon: / Woody Allen: Phones make me nervous. My Aunt Ruth was crushed by a crate of telephones. It fell out of an army plane on the way to the Pacific. She was miraculously unharmed but she made ringing noises almost continuously for the next five years, when she suddenly and suspiciously died from inhaling my Uncle Morton's pillow. So you can see why I'm not much of a phone person. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Woody Allen: / One Death: Completely understandable, Mr. Allen. I just hope you're ready to fulfill your part of our contract. http://www.goats.com/archive/071212.html |
| Goats comic strip from December / 13 / 2007: showcase showdown (74) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Demon: / Demon: / Woody Allen: No! You can't... I'm not ready! I need more time. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Spacecraft: / Explosion: / Woody Allen: / One Death: / Seven Death: / Demon: / Demon: / < Invoice #000541 Job: One (1) multiverse- simulating laptop Three (3) hours coding and software installation Total: $2,750.00 THIRD NOTICE http://www.goats.com/archive/071213.html |
| Goats comic strip from December / 18 / 2007: showcase showdown (75) | [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Debris: / Laser Beam(s): / Fire: / Skull(s): / Smoke: / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension]] / Spacecraft: / Robot Parts: / Fire: / Blood: / Smoke: / Oliver: / Diablo: / / [[Xibalba (Outside Office)]] / Script(s): / Fire: / Post-It Note: / Jon: Man, that's a downer ending. / Fish: It's a good thing I have no long-term memory. The psychological trauma would be unbearable! http://www.goats.com/archive/071218.html |
| Goats comic strip from December / 19 / 2007: showcase showdown (76) | [[Xibalba (Outside Office)]] / Script(s): / Jon: All of our friends are dead. / Fish: Maybe their just asleep. Asleep and in little pieces. / / [[Xibalba (Outside Office)]] / Jon: You know what? I don't care. / Fish: Maybe they were magically whisked away by Pegasuses in the nick of time! That's plausible! / / [[Xibalba (Outside Office)]] / Jon: None of this is real anyway, right? We're just computer simulations with a five-year life expectancy. Why waste precious cycles worrying about a few terminated processes? / / [[Xibalba (Outside Office)]] / Fish: It does not matter if they were people or programs or pancakes! They were our friends. / / [[Xibalba (Outside Office)]] / Fish: / Jon: They weren't very good friends. / / [[Xibalba (Outside Office)]] / Jon: On the bright side, the weather is warm and I bet that office building has a vending machine. I'll buy you some candy. / Fish: Screw candy. I need a van full of ponies. http://www.goats.com/archive/071219.html |
| Goats comic strip from December / 20 / 2007: showcase showdown (77) | [[Xibalba (Outside Office)]] / Computer: / Fish: / Jon: Turtle, can you beam in some quarters from the space change dimension or somewhere? / / [[Xibalba (Outside Office)]] / Computer: / Jon: / Voice: 404 MULTIVERSE NOT FOUND, MAH-DUDE AHMADINEJAD. I CAN'T GET ACCESS TO ANY OTHER LEVELS. / / [[Xibalba (office)]] / Jon: That's weird. Maybe the firewa... Ooh. / / [[Xibalba (office)]] / Sign: / Computer: / Phone: / pen: / Book: / Plant(s): / Desk: / Jon: / Fish: / Gladys: Mr. Rosenberg! We've been expecting you. http://www.goats.com/archive/071220.html |
| Goats comic strip from December / 24 / 2007: showcase showdown (78) | [[Xibalba (office)]] / Phone: / Gladys: / Jon: You've been expecting me? / / [[Xibalba (office)]] / Chart: / One Death: / Seven Death: / Stan: / Jon: / Henry Kissinger: / Demon: / Demon: / Gladys: / Gladys: Of course! You're our most senior employee. At least, you are since I lost contact with One Death. / Text: EMPLOYEE CHART EMPLOYEE CHART VER. 30 OCT 2007 ISO 9000 CERTIFIED / / [[Xibalba (office)]] / Phone: / Desk: / Plant(s): / Clock: / Fish: / Gladys: Until they get back from their meeting you're in charge. / Jon: In charge of what? / / [[Xibalba (office)]] / Elevator(s): / Plant(s): / Fish: / Gladys: The company! The whole shebang. You call the shots. / Jon: Your office is on three. / / [[Xibalba (office)]] / Elevator(s): / Fish: You can't work for Hell, Jon! Hell is all sorts of wrong. / Jon: This isn't so bad. I've done stints at Morgan Stanley and Citibank. http://www.goats.com/archive/071224.html |
| Goats comic strip from December / 25 / 2007: showcase showdown (79) | [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Toy: / Plant(s): / Desk: / Chair: / Script(s): / Mug: / Pencil: / pen: / Post-It Note: / Sign: / Phone: / Nameplate: / Basket: Merry Christmas! / Jon: Wow. This office has a nice view. / Fish: I can feel the evil everywhere. It's in the walls. It's in the gift basket. http://www.goats.com/archive/071225.html |
| Goats comic strip from December / 26 / 2007: showcase showdown (80) | [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Chair: / Jon: This is Corinthian, I think. Real leather! / / [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Toy: / Desk: / Jon: Oh my. / / [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Refrigerator: / Drink: / Jon: Minifridge. Filled with energy drinks! / / [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Basket: / Painting: / Refrigerator: / Drink: / Basket: / Desk: / Fish: Energy drinks? / Jon: Not my brand but it's not undrinkable. / / [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Desk: / Toy: / Script(s): / Basket: / Drink: / Post-It Note: / Jon: Tastes like Dimetapp. / Voice: Jon / Jon: Did that folder just say my name? / Fish: Energy drinks... / / [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Toy: / Script(s): / Post-It Note: / Desk: / Jon: / Voice: Hey Jon! In here! http://www.goats.com/archive/071226.html |
| Goats comic strip from December / 27 / 2007: showcase showdown (81) | [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Script(s): / Post-It Note: / Fish: / Jon: One Death? / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (via script page artwork)]] / Fire: / Jon: / One Death: Jon! Great to see you, I want you to know we're all very happy with the job you did. / Seven Death: Really fantastic. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (via script page artwork)]] / Fire: / One Death: You made it happen, mister! You got all the ducks in a row. You got us access to our reluctant client. / / [[Infinite Monkey Dimension (via script page artwork)]] / Fire: / Laser Beam(s): / iPhone: / Demon: / One Death: Listen, the portal back home is closed and AT&T's network crapped out again. But I think we may have axis access now that the coffee shop has been relocated. / / [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Script(s): / Post-It Note: / Jon: / Fish: / Voice: Can you ask Gladys at reception to send over a freelance knackolyte to come get us? Jon? Jon? http://www.goats.com/archive/071227.html |
| Goats comic strip from December / 31 / 2007: showcase showdown (82) | [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Script(s): / Desk: / Refrigerator: / Basket: / Post-It Note: / Jon: / Fish: / Voice: Jon, are you still there? We're not getting any audio on our end. Hello? / / [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Script(s): / Chair: / File Cabinet: / Bottle: / Post-It Note: / Plant(s): / Jon: / Voice: Jon, I completely understand that you might be having some reservations about your conscription into our little firm. / / [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Script(s): / File (s): / Post-It Note: / File Cabinet: Accounts N-Q / Jon: / Voice: And if you'd like to talk about it with a sympathetic ear, I just want you to know that we're here for you. There's no need to do anything rash. / / [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Script(s): / File (s): / File Cabinet: / Post-It Note: / Jon: / Voice: let's confab later when you're feeling better about all this, okay? / / [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Script(s): / Chair: / File Cabinet: / Bottle: / Post-It Note: / Plant(s): / Jon: / < http://www.goats.com/archive/071231.html |
| Goats comic strip from January / 01 / 2008: showcase showdown (83) | [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Desk: / Basket: / Fish: Jon, what did you just do? / / [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Desk: / Basket: / Bottle: / Glass: / Fish: / Jon: / / [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Chair: / Drink: / Jon: / / [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Chair: / Drink: / Desk: / Toy: / Phone: / Jon: / / [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Chair: / Drink: / Desk: / Toy: / Phone: / Jon: / / [[Xibalba (Jon's Office)]] / Chair: / Toy: / Phone: / Jon: Gladys, hold all my calls please. / Gladys: Yes, Sir. / Text: fin. http://www.goats.com/archive/080101.html |
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