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The Education of Mashley Principal-esque figure behind podium. There is a microphone and some flowers: Up next is the National Honor Student and Gates Millennium Scholar, Super Valedictorian Ms. Mashley Rowland! / Off-panel voices as Mashley approaches lectern: Woo / Yip yip / Camera zooms out as she continues approaching. Shit may get serious. / <> Oh crap she just kicked over the podium. Shit has gotten serious. It's not a gown and morterboard, it's a veritable modern-day ninja outfit. The red and white tassel is a pigment accent on this, the day you die. The yellow and blue stoles aren't color distractions, they're there to give you a momentary wonder of the way they ripple in the wind before your life is ended. / Now there is a sword. Seriously guys I'm looking at this comic on a computer screen and am still fearing for my life. / [I am looking forward to working for Mashley when this whole cartooning thing flops.] / {The sword represents her speech, in which she stabs you in the face and makes you cry.}
The Education of Mashley Principal-esque figure behind podium. There is a microphone and some flowers: Up next is the National Honor Student and Gates Millennium Scholar, Super Valedictorian Ms. Mashley Rowland! / Off-panel voices as Mashley approaches lectern: Woo / Yip yip / Camera zooms out as she continues approaching. Shit may get serious. / <> Oh crap she just kicked over the podium. Shit has gotten serious. It's not a gown and morterboard, it's a veritable modern-day ninja outfit. The red and white tassel is a pigment accent on this, the day you die. The yellow and blue stoles aren't color distractions, they're there to give you a momentary wonder of the way they ripple in the wind before your life is ended. / Now there is a sword. Seriously guys I'm looking at this comic on a computer screen and am still fearing for my life. / [I am looking forward to working for Mashley when this whole cartooning thing flops.] / {The sword represents her speech, in which she stabs you in the face and makes you cry.}
The Tragedy of The Baron The Baron: Suddenly, The Baron appears! Who here will marry the Baron? / Jeffrey: God dang it, The Baron you know that it is both immoral and also illegal to marry you on account of barons can only marry other barons and all the other barons is extinct. / The Baron: What about you, titty? Will you marry The Baron? / Joanna: <> / Joanna: <>
The Tragedy of The Baron The Baron: Suddenly, The Baron appears! Who here will marry the Baron? / Jeffrey: God dang it, The Baron you know that it is both immoral and also illegal to marry you on account of barons can only marry other barons and all the other barons is extinct. / The Baron: What about you, titty? Will you marry The Baron? / Joanna: <> / Joanna: <>
Reflectin' {{the entire comic is Jeffrey's internal monologue, performed while sitting outside in his underpants}} / Jeffrey: Now that I've had my birthday it's time to do some self-reflectin' and see where I'm at morals-wise. / Jeffrey: I ain't never killed nothin' smarter than a swordfish on purpose... I ain't never stole nothin' that costs more than $500 from an individual or a company with less than 25 employees. I ain't never deliberately assumed the identity of someone sufferin' from a neurological illness. / Jeffrey: And I ain't never exploited nobody's belief in a higher power for the express purpose of sellin' naked pictures of them to the internet. / Jeffrey: Definitely gettin' into Heaven on a technicality if it exists. / {{tagline: I ain't never started a UFO cult for the express purpose of making a professional tennis player commit suicide}} / {{roll-over text: "Only once did I push someone down the stairs so I could take the starring part in a big Las Vegas show.}}
Joey and Birdlord vs the Mountain of Doom Jeffrey: Dang, Joey Softerworld and Birdlord, it sure was a good idea to hike up this mountain, wasn't it? / Joey: We're gonna die up here. / Jeffrey (thoughts): Joey Softerworld is right, we are definitely all gonna die up here. / [[One hour later in the universe where we didn't all die up there...]] / Jeffrey: Did you guys know that in America people still do impressions of Austin Powers and think they're funny? / Joey: I wish we had all died up there. / {{tagline: There is no way we could've gotten off that mountain without dying}} / {{roll-over text: And they ate eggs every day.}}
30 Minute Adventures with Jon and Jeffrey [[30-Minute Adventures]] / Jeffrey: Oh crap! We can't do what we're supposed to be doin' for thirty minutes! / Jon: The internet says to dig here / Jeffrey: It's a mass grave! ... of hobbit skeletons! / Jon: Hobbit-Alien hybrids! / Owner: You boys get offa my property!! / Jon: These are less than a month old! / {{In the last panel I got so scared my face hairs fell off.}}
 
LED Billboards [[15 MINUTES LATER]] / [[ (Weedmaster P is smeared with blood and wearing a butcher's apron)]] / Weedmaster P: I did it I went back in time and killed the inventor of the LED billboard / [[view outside Topatco window: "MIAMI RICK'S BAIL BOND'S]] / Jeffrey: God dangit Weedmaster P, I _told_ you, you can't just kill the inventor, you have to uninvent the _technology._ Otherwise every 15 minutes some _new_ dickwad is gonna come up with the idea _again._ / [[Weedmaster P ponders this for a panel]] / Weedmaster P: But I _like_ being able to kill a new person that thinks inventing LED billboards is a good idea every fifteen minutes / {{tagline: All I know is if I was on the jury for the trial of a person who blew up an LED billboard I would find them not guilty}} / {rollover text: God I hate LED billboards so much I think I might actually buy a plasma TV.}}
LED Billboards End Game Weedmaster P (covered head-to-toe in blood spatters): Man I'm as tired as a Junebug at butt-fuckin' contest / Jeffrey: You did it, Weedmaster P! You killed everyone in history who invented the LED billboard! They don't exist anymore! / Weedmaster P: Really / Jeffrey: Yep! LED bilboards don't exist right now and you and me are the only ones in the whole world that even has an idea about them. / Weedmaster P: Are you thinkin' what I'm thinkin' / Jeffrey: God I hope not -- OH! Yeah, I am now... Hmm... / <> [[Something has just been thrown in through the window]] / <> [[Yep, it's a bomb]] / Jeffrey & Weedmaster P: OH SH... / {{tagline: I'll see your "Life is like a pie" and raise you a Junebug at a buttfuckin contest, Amy Winehouse}} / {{roll-over text: A junebug must eat triple its body weight for every 15 minutes it is involved in one of these contests or it will literally disintegrate.}}
Technology Killed the Not Having Technology Tallahassee Econolodge: Video killed the radio star / Jeffery Rowland: Youtube killed the naive notion that most people ain't slobberin', illiterate, psychotic racists. / Jeffery Rowland: Smart phones killed the quiet moments of somber self-reflection. / Baby Lam: Facebook killed the being able to avoid folks that used to make you feel awful when you was in school for the rest of yer life. / Weedmaster P: GEOCACHING KILLED THE DESPERATE ACT OF DIGGING AROUND IN RANDOM PLACES TO FIND COOL SHIT
Technology Killed the Not Having Technology Tallahassee Econolodge: Video killed the radio star / Jeffery Rowland: Youtube killed the naive notion that most people ain't slobberin', illiterate, psychotic racists. / Jeffery Rowland: Smart phones killed the quiet moments of somber self-reflection. / Baby Lam: Facebook killed the being able to avoid folks that used to make you feel awful when you was in school for the rest of yer life. / Weedmaster P: GEOCACHING KILLED THE DESPERATE ACT OF DIGGING AROUND IN RANDOM PLACES TO FIND COOL SHIT
Car Jeffrey: Weedmaster P, have you been sleeping down here? / Weedmaster P (blood-flecked): What Who is Uh no No / Weedmaster P (spitting out a tooth): Uh you know I got me some new kinds of problems I been sleepin in my car / Jeffrey: When did you get a car? / Jeffrey: Who allowed you to have a _car?_ / {{tagline: Nobody "allowed" Weedmaster P to do anything}} / {{roll-over text: Weedmaster P found a car sitting on the side of the road that had the keys in it. Also there was a gas station on the side of the road.}}
Hello Goodbye Jeffrey (thinking): Son of a biscuit eater, it's Deathmole Jaques' birthday _and_ El Granulator is movin' tomorrow and I only got 15 minutes to show them how much they mean to me! / Jeffrey: Deathmole, accordin' to your Wikipedia, you're very interested in Japanese Animes, so I studied the art of animes and drew a picture of you in the style of animes. / [[Presents Jaques with... something]] / Deathmole: What the hell is wrong with you, Jeffrey / Jeffrey: Merediff, I tried to think of the most useful thing a lady of your nature could own in the City of Hippies, (crossout)Eugene(crossout) Portland, Oregon. / Merediff: What is this? / [[PEOPLE IN PORTLAND NOT TO BUY DRUGS FROM / Nyquil Ned, Rife-Aid, Courtney Love, Spoon-Man, The Jicks, White Mike, Leon Fistbike, White Mike 2. Stephen Malkmus, Black Mike, Colin Meloy, Man-Legs John, Aaron Diaz, Sally Struthers, Showtime Jones, Goodtimes, Maura Glee, Corpulent Veronica, Bill Gates, Matt Groening, Bill Mudron, Erika Moen, Dylan Meconis, Vera Brosgol, The Jicks, Beverly Clearly, Hobbity Matt, Backfat]] / {{no tagline}} / {{roll-over text:Hold on to your butts, East Coast.}}
 
Happy World Sauntering Day <> / Jeffrey: "Gong"? What the hel's all that gongin'? / Baby: It's World Saunterin' Day! / Jeffrey: Aw, crap! / [[Jeffery is making scary/strange animated sauntering walk]] / Jeffrey: Oh hey Tallahassee what it is? / Tallahassee: Jeffrey what are you doing? / Jeffrey: I'm saunterin'! It's World Saunterin' Day! / Paperclip: THAT's what this is all about? The coalition of Retarded People has been calling all morning complaining that you're making fun of them! / Tallahassee: REALLY?! I thought it was 'cause of his comics?! / Jeffrey: But, but, I just want to Saunter! / {{caption: Months later, in exile...}} / [[Jeffery is scruffy, bearded wearing only a ragged loin cloth]] / Jeffrey: One, two... / Jeffrey: God Dangint. / {{speech bubble for jeffery: I can't wait for Thanks Giving.}} / {{Caption at the bottom of cartoon: World Sauntering Day is like World Regular Walking Day but way sassier }}
Father's Day at Pearly Gates Trailer Park {{Usually Jesus just gives him a pair of socks with stigmata marks}} / {{What else do you get for the man that made everything}} / [[INRI is looking at YHWH. INRI looks angry and is holding a wrapped present in one hand while making quotation mark signs with the other]] / INRI: Happy Father's Day, Dad. Thanks again for sending me to Earth to have me get killed so that you could.. what was that? Oh yeah, to "prove how much you loved people." / [[YHWH is sitting down in an armchair and looks mad at INRI, who is holding out the present to YHWH]] / YHWH: Boy can you just drop it? Now I told you I was sorry and you know I was doing a lot of drinking back then. / INRI: Whatever. Just take it. / [[YHWH is holding up a tie with a picture of The Crucifixion on it]] / YHWH: I said I was sorry!
Father's Day at Pearly Gates Trailer Park {{Usually Jesus just gives him a pair of socks with stigmata marks}} / {{What else do you get for the man that made everything}} / [[INRI is looking at YHWH. INRI looks angry and is holding a wrapped present in one hand while making quotation mark signs with the other]] / INRI: Happy Father's Day, Dad. Thanks again for sending me to Earth to have me get killed so that you could.. what was that? Oh yeah, to "prove how much you loved people." / [[YHWH is sitting down in an armchair and looks mad at INRI, who is holding out the present to YHWH]] / YHWH: Boy can you just drop it? Now I told you I was sorry and you know I was doing a lot of drinking back then. / INRI: Whatever. Just take it. / [[YHWH is holding up a tie with a picture of The Crucifixion on it]] / YHWH: I said I was sorry!
Go Girl vsTruck Nutz Smith (a Topatco minion): Sir, I have an idea for a new product. / Jeffrey: This better be good, Smith. I was fixin' to get ready to start thinkin' about what I want for lunch. / Smith: Are you familiar with those little plastic things that ladies use to go to the bathroom standing up? / Jeffrey: You mean Female Urination Devices (FUDs) such as the "Go-Girl"? Yes. / [[Holding a "Go-Girl" from which hang a set of "Truck Nutz"]] / [[The plastic Nutz shine like a beacon before Jeffrey's amazed eyes.]] / [[Jeffrey has narrowed his eyes in thought.]] / [[LATER]] / Jeffrey: Phew! [[wipes sweat from his brow.]] / [[Jeffrey has dug a shallow grave. Smith's lifeless arm protrudes from a large sack.]] / [[Topatco web page for the new "Go-Girl Pro" A bargain at twice the price.]] / {{tagline: The prototype Smith showed me actually had pink-painted dog testicles stapled to it.}} / {{roll-over text: Now girls can go to the bathroom without being afraid of not being patriotic.}}
Gotta Go Tallahassee [[banging on the bathroom door]]: Can you hurry up? I need to scrub some bacteria off the pieces of hardened tissue that I use to grind animal carcasses into digestible pulp! / Jeffrey [[in the middle of a piss]]: Hang on, I'm almost finished shooting pressurized waste out of my meat tube that when stimulated fills with blood and secretes reproductive fluid! / Weedmaster P [[lying in the bathtub]]: Oh damn the squishy mass of grey goop inside my fragile skull that allows me to perceive and interact with the universe is killing me
Gotta Go Tallahassee [[banging on the bathroom door]]: Can you hurry up? I need to scrub some bacteria off the pieces of hardened tissue that I use to grind animal carcasses into digestible pulp! / Jeffrey [[in the middle of a piss]]: Hang on, I'm almost finished shooting pressurized waste out of my meat tube that when stimulated fills with blood and secretes reproductive fluid! / Weedmaster P [[lying in the bathtub]]: Oh damn the squishy mass of grey goop inside my fragile skull that allows me to perceive and interact with the universe is killing me
Transmittens vs. the Atlantic Ocean Jeffrey: So, Transmittens, now that you've completed your whirl-wind East Coast tour, what's next for the Transmittens? / Dan Transmittens: Finishin' the music for the new Tim Burton movie. / Dan Transmittens: Instead of takin' other people's ideas and makin' them kinda creepier and weirder, he's takin' his _own_ ideas and makin' them creepier and weirder. / Jen Transmittens: It's called "Edward Beetlehands." / Dan Transmittens: Starring Daniel Day-Lewis. / Edward Beetlehands: Do you have any idea what I have for hands, woman? / Edward Beetlehands: BEETLES! BEETLES!!! / {{tagline: Think Beetlejuice meets Edward Scissorhands meets Metamorphis and it is a musical}} / {{roll-over text: "In Edward Beetlehands, Daniel Day Lewis will act so hard that he will only be able to act for thirty minutes a day, eat 25,000 calories a day, and sleep the entire rest of the time.}}
 
Teen Rapp [[Teen Rap]] / Jeffrey: Since I'm not a teen anymore, and there's a chance that you are, I've invited my teen sister Mashley to "rap" about all things teenage. / Mashley: What? / Jeffrey: You know! Like what kinds of jams do you jive to? What are teen interests? / Mashley: What do you mean like crawling around in places that we aren't supposed to be and doing things that we aren't supposed to do? And Schn?ppsenh?sen? / Jeffrey? Schn?ppsenh?sen? / Mashley: Uh, duh. You know these body suits filled with terrifyingly inexpensive liquor that you _breathe_. We _wear_ them? / {{tagline: In Louisiana if you have more than 5 schnappsenhosen in a house it is considered a military base}} / {{roll-over text: If you remember when Rap used to be spelled Rapp my friend you are probably no longer a teen.}}
Banking Safety Weedmaster P: I've got it Deep fried _drugs_ / Jeffrey: Whoa! We'll be laughin' all the way to the bank. / [[Jeffrey and Weedmaster P have driven to the bank]] / Weedmaster P: HA HA HA HA / Jeffrey: Well, here we are at the bank... / Weedmaster P: HO HA HAW / Jeffrey: Go in. / Weedmaster P: HAW <> HAW / [[20 Feet Away...]] / Baby: How do we know which ones got money and which ones are just gettin' money outta' the ATM? / Tallahassee: Elementary, my dear Baby. / <> [[cocks handgun and pulls down mask]] / Tallahassee: The ones with the money are the ones that are laughing. / {{tagline: Laughing all the way to the bank is the same as walking through a flea market with your wallet taped to your back}} / {{roll-over text: Tell me with a straight face you'd be less inclined to try PCP if the tab wasn't wrapped in bacon and deep fried.}}
Fourth of July 2009 Baby: It's the FOURTH of JULY, BITCHES! / Jeffrey: Accordin' to legend, if you say "Don't Tread on Me" 1,776 tomes in front of a mirror, the Founding Fathers will appear and sass you. / Weedmaster P: Man that's a lot of clown spooge / Jeffrey: Are you scared? / Weedmaster P: HELL NO I AIN'T SCARED OF NOTHIN' / [[Several hours later...] / Jeffrey & Weedmaster P: ...on me. / <> / Thomas Jefferson: At what point did you stop caring about things? / George Washington: I don't see any flying cars. / John Adams: Oh... you... still believe in God? / Ben Franklin: Ya buncha fat-asses! / Weedmaster P: I'm scared. / {{tagline: Oh man they're gonna be pissed when they find out we've basically been at war the whole time}} / {{roll-over text: If you say 'Carrot Top' in front of a mirror 99 times, you have 24 hours to have sex with Carrot Top or you will die.}}
Wikibirdboobia {{strip title: Wikibirdboobia}} / Weedmaster P: I DID IT / Weedmaster P: IT TOOK ME A WHOLE WEEK STRAIGHT BUT I MEMORIZED WIKIPEDIA / Jeffrey: Oh yeah? Well answer me a question, smart guy: Do birds have boobs? / [[Jeffrey winks at Tallahassee using the computer on the other side of the room]] / Weedmaster P: HEH YOU WANT ME TO TELL YOU IF BIRDS HAVE BOOBS / Jeffrey: If you think you can, Alfred Einstein. / [[a close-up of Weedmaster P's face shows his eyes reflecting the Wikipedia-logo]] / Weedmaster P: YES ACCORDING TO WIKIPEDIA BIRDS HAVE BOOBS / [[a close-up of of Tallahassee's computer screen shows a figure with the head and lower body of an eagle and the midsection of a woman with a stars-and-stripes two-piece on and the text "Edit approved" next to the Wikipedia logo]] / {{Watermark-aside: Breasts don't count as dirty if they don't have nipples on them}} / {{ALT-text: A bird with boobs in the hand is worth quite a lot of money to Fictional Jimbo Wales.}}
Awkward People Island Jeffrey: I keep havin' this dumb ol' dream, Doctor Monkey. It's about this fake reality TV show called "Awkward People Island." / Jeffrey: Basically you get like 10 really awkward people and stick 'em on an island and make 'em do stuff like talk to homeless people and sing karaokes and talk to teens about sex, while bein' sober the whole time... What should I do. / [[Doctor Monkey thinks for a moment and then breaks out his checkbook: "Pay to the order of Jeffrey Rowland, Fifty Million Dollars"]] / {{tagline: If you are a producer and want to talk about this my email address is jeffrey@topatco.com}} / {{roll-over text: BUT WHERE ARE WE GOING TO FIND AWKWARD PEOPLE}}
 
Awkward People Island Part 2 Jeffrey: Dang it, Doctor Monkey's check bounced so now I gotta make "Awkward People Island" on my own. But who do I know that is awkward? What about you, Poopmonster? / Poopmonster: Can't, gotta go buy 100 guns. / Deathmole Jaques: Pick me Jeffrey, I'm awkward! / Tallahassee: I'm so awkward I make my cats uncomfortable! / Paperkilp: I love anime!! / Jeffrey: Yeah y'all are as awkward as Joe Francis is a piece of shit but y'all are kinda _good-lookin_... And I need strangers... / [[Craigslist "men seeking men and women" ad: Awkward People Needed for Videotaping. I need about 10 weird-looking, super awkward people. I will videotape you doing activities. It shouldn't last longer than a couple of weeks but you can't tell anybody where you are or what you're doing.]] / {{tagline: Awkward people gotta just be really awkward all the time}} / {{roll-over text: "If only everybody in history was extremely awkward we probably would have never had a war.}}
Awkward People Island Part 3 Jeffery: Nobody responded to my Craiglist ad! I'm gonna have to make Awkward People Island on my own! / Jeffery: Um, welcome to, um, Awkward People Island. Here's the, um, contest. Deathmole Jacques and Poopmonster have to hug. The first one who cries wins. / Deathmole Jacques: This is stupid! We're not even on an island! / Jeffery: The island is a metaphor, like on that show "Lost."
Awkward People Island Part 4 [[Jeffrey Rowland stands behind Vermont Pete, who is sitting on a maroon couch. They are in a room that appears to be a dirty basement. Jeffrey has facial stubble and unkempt hair, and is wearing a black shirt with blue pants. Vermont Pete has a full beard and is wearing yellow sunglasses, an orange shirt, and forest green pants.]] / Jeffrey Rowland: Vermont Pete, will you be on my TV show "Awkward People Island"? None of the other people I know trust me anymore. / Vermont Pete: Can't; waitin' on my disability check. / [[Jeffrey Rowland starts to sit down next to Vermont Pete. Vermont Pete turns his head slightly]] / Jeffrey Rowland: Whoa, you got on disability? That's a killer gig, Kemo sabe. What's your damage? / Vermont Pete: Repetitive motion carpal tunnel whatchamacallit. / [[Jeffrey Rowland is almost seated and Vermont Pete faces forwards again]] / Jeffrey Rowland: How'd you get that? / Vermont Pete: Scratch tickets. / {{title text: The average American will spend about seven months of their lives waiting for disability checks.}} / {{bottom text: on the other hand the scratch tickets paid out more than the disability}}
Thing on My Back Jeffrey: Hey Weedmaster P, can you look at my back and see if anything looks weird? / Weedmaster P: OK / [[There is a large, angry red lump on Jeffrey's back]] / Jeffrey: Do you see anything? / Weedmaster P (not actually looking): Nope it looks just as stupid and scrawny as it always does / [[DAYS LATER...] / [[It is much, much, much, much bigger and angrier]] / Jeffrey: Ennnngh... / <> / [[Jeffrey has just given back birth to about a trillion bugs]] / Jeffrey: OH GOG OH GOD AAAUUUUUGH / {{tagline: In his defense Weedmaster P thought we were playing that game where you trick other people to look at your butt}} / {{roll-over text: This has all happened before, and it will happen again. http://overcompensating.com/posts/20080206.html}}
How Many [[Jeffrey and Baby Lam at game-show podiums]] / Jeffrey: How many fat, white, bald-headed dudes with goatees does it take to save America from the Mexicans? / Baby Lam: About twice as many as we got. / [[Three sullen teens standing in front of a laundromat]] / How many apathetic, dismissively sighing teens does it take to get the owner of the laundromat to put up a "no loitering" sign" / Three. / [[Superman flying above earth in space, with an angry grimace on his face]] / How many potential apocalypses does Superman have to avert before he just gives up on human beings altogether? / A lot more than you'd think. / [[Weedmaster P, redder-eyed than usual, in a depressing-looking building, carrying a piece of paper]] / How many DWIs does it take to make your mother stop believing in the concept of unconditional love? / Weedmaster P: Apparently 23 / {{title text: His mother stopped loving him seventeen DWIs ago but only this morning has she acquired the courage to speak what is in her heart. Superman has just had it with us.}}
 
Good News {{strip title: Good News}} / [[Jeffrey and Baby are newscasters for Extreme News Force X]] / Baby: In today's news, 82,376 planes did not crash. / Jeffrey: That's right, Baby. Also there were no injuries or deaths today, at all, in the entire world, due to airplanes. / [[Baby's expression is confused.]] / Baby: Despite the billions of potential things that could've gone wrong, nothing all that serious went wrong. / Jeffrey: Something like five dudes had heart attacks on airplanes but that doesn't really count. / [[Jeffrey's look is worried]] / Jeffrey: This is unbelievable. Are we sure about this? / [[Baby's face turns angry and she points her finger at the camera]] / Baby: That's what the thing says! / Jeffrey: Are you shitting me? According to this study, this happens all the time. / {{Watermark-aside: Also 1,634,898 Manhattan residents weren't killed or injured due to crane collapses today.}} / {{ALT-text: 214,971 perfectly healthy babies were born today, and 239,788 people died peacefully of natural causes.}}
San Diego 2009 Part One Jeff: Hey I got an idea! We should go to San Diego Comic-Con! / Tallahassee: But we haven't got a booth! Or a hotel! Or plane tickets! Or free time! Also you hate going to Comic-Con! / Jeff: So? / Jeff: We don't have to "go to Comic-Con." We can just go to Comic-Con and be wearing disguises and stand around outside! / Jeff: ...and spy on everyone! / LATER ON THAT DAY / [[Jeff dressed as Abraham Lincoln, Tallahassee dressed as Slash and Weedmaster P dressed as Jar-Jar Binks hiding in the bushes]] / {{image text: HE AND TALLAHASSEE FOUND STOVETOP HATS TWO FOR ONE}} / {{title text: I've got it! We're going to dress up in COSTUMES and go to Comic-Con so nobody will RECOGNIZE us WHAT DO YOU MEAN Abraham Lincoln didn't wear a monocle}}
San Diego 2009 Part Two (End) Paperklip: Hey! You're back from San Diego! / [[Tallahassee, Jeffrey and Weedmaster P do not look tip-top as they enter the Topatco nerve center]] / Paperklip: How was it? / [[Jeffrey and Weedmaster P consider her question]] / [[Weedmaster P's face is in his hands]] / {{tagline: Everything that happened in San Diego happened three hours in the past so it's hard to explain}} / {{roll-over text: Okay now it's time to make super good comics and win all the Eisners.}}
The Revenge of Crazuary Paperklip: RAAAGH! / Tallahassee Econolodge: What's the matter with Paperklip? / Jeffrey Rowland: She's got Exaggerated Despair Syndrome on account of it almost bein' Crazuary. / Tallahassee Econolodge: Oh noes! Wait, wasn't Crazuary just like two weeks ago? / Jeffrey Rowland: That's the problem with Crazuary-- there's no way to know when it's gonna happen. They just announce it. Also that's when all the Reparations checks go out. / Paperklip: When did 40 acres and a mule turn into half a vacant lot and six pit bulls?!
Exaggerated Despair Syndrome {{Strip-title: Exaggerated Despair Syndrome}} / Narrator: What the hell is "Exaggerated Despair Syndrome"? / Jeffrey: Oh. Here are Joanna, Baby, and Dr. Monkey to explain what Exaggerated Despair Syndrome is. / [[Joanna and Baby standing side-by-side. Baby is wearing a DEATH HAG-tank top]] / Dr. Monkey's notes: Joanna and Baby aren't really close. In fact, while Joanna usually ignores Baby, Baby openly talks trash about Joanna around their friends. / Baby: Joanna's got but worms. / Dr. Monkey's notes: But one day / [[Dr. Monkey is kneeling next to Joanna's dead body, arms spread open shouting to the sky]] / Dr. Monkey: CHEEP CHEEP CHEEP! / Dr. Monkey's notes: Joanna DIES / [[Baby in a similiar position as Dr. Monkey previously]] / Baby: WHYYYYY / [[Jeffrey is standing next to the crying Baby, who sees him from the corner of her eye]] / Jeffrey: Remember that while there is no known cure for E.D.S., symptoms are only apparent when the afflicted person is being ovserved. / Baby: SHE WAS SO YOUNG / {{Watermark-text: E.D.S. pandemics can occur up to six weeks after a notable celebrity death}} / {{ALT-text: This comic is a trick question because Joanna was already dead.}}
 

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