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The Theology of P Weedmaster P: THAT THE SUN AND THE MOON WHILE BEING MILLIONS OF MILES APART AND VASTLY DIFFERENT SIZES APPEAR TO US THE EXACT SAME SIZE IN THE SKY IS UTTERLY MIND-BOGGLING. / Jeffrey: Yeah. / Weedmaster P: I BELIEVE A SERENDIPITY SUCH AS THAT IS VALID EVIDENCE FOR THE EXISTENCE OF GOD. / Jeffrey: Well it is quite a coincidence. / Weedmaster P: IT IS NOT A COINCIDENCE, THE LORD GOD PUT EM LIKE THAT ON PURPOSE. / Jeffrey: Is this the same God that you said would prevent the car from exploding? / Weedmaster P: Yes. / {{Mouseover text: eleventy hundred gazillion moons would fit inside the sun but they'd probably burn up anyway}}
Careful With That Thing Jeffrey: Come on, Weedmaster P! Let's go see "Revenge of the Sith!" / Weedmaster P: MAN I AM WAY TOO LOADED FOR THAT JIVE / Weedmaster P: PLUS WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THIS COSTUME IT BARELY LOOKS LIKE JAR-JAR / Baby: But... I spent the last fifteen weeks making that costume. / Baby: You ruined Star Wars! You ruined everything! / Jeffrey: You've done it this time Weedmaster P. THROW DOWN. / Weedmaster P: AH WHOA SHIT / Baby: P? / Jeffrey: W-- Weedmaster P? / [[A shot of Weedmaster P bisected by his own laser sword that is not a lightsaber at all.]] / {{Mouseover text: Weedmaster King Saul}}
The Resilience of the Reefer Man Doctor: Holy jeez what happened here? / Jeffrey: I don't know, Doc. The lightsaber just went off all by itself. / Weedmaster P [[without speech bubble]]: SON OF A BITCH / Doctor: It's a good thing your friend is so stoned or else we'd be packing his guts into little baggies. / Jeffrey: Say what? / Doctor: It's like how drunk people often sustain fewer injuries in major car wrecks. / Jeffrey: He got cut in half with a lightsaber. / {{Mouseover text: LSD makes a person impervious to electrocution.}}
We Can't Have Nice Things Jeffrey: Yo! J-Ro here extollin' the mad virtues of tha two-year-old refurbished Nokia cell phone! / [Jeffrey and Baby in a swimming pool]] / Jeffrey: My phone is still in my pocket. / [[Jeffrey is holding a shotgun and Weedmaster P is holding Jeffrey's phone.]] / Jeffrey: Pull! / Jeffrey [[Voiceover]]: The two-year-old refurbished Nokia cell phone. Because you are not responsible enough to take care of nice things. / {{Mouseover text: P is not high here because it is foolish to take pot around firearms.}}
We Can't Have Nice Things [[In concert/rave, green ball cap, no shirt]] / Jeffrey: Yo! J-Ro here extollin' tha mad virtues of tha two-year-old, refurbished Nokia cell phone! / [[In public pool, Jeffrey and Baby in swimsuits]] / Jeffrey: My phone is still in my pocket. / [[In open field, Jeffrey in cowboy hat, no shirt, with gun; Weedmaster P in green shirt, with cell phone]] / Jeffrey: Pull! / [[Damaged phone]] / Narrator: The two-year-old, refurbished Nokia cell phone. Because you are not responsible enough to take care of nice things.
Citizen's Diplomatic Immunity Jeffrey: I like my women how I like my Ben Stiller: Friends with Jack Black. / Weedmaster P: I LIKE MY WOMEN HOW I LIKE MY HOT DOGS: MECHANICALLY SEPARATED. / Jeffrey: I'm afraid of you, Weedmaster P. I'm placing you under citizen's arrest. / Weedmaster P: YOU DON'T GOT CITIZEN'S PROBABLE CAUSE / Jeffrey [[Thought Bubble]]: Damn. He's right. / Jeffrey: You're free to go. / {{Mouseover text: I used to have diplomatic immunity}}
 
CRISIS ON INFINITE BUTTER DIMENSIONS Baby: Jeffrey, your boss is on the phone. / Jeffrey: Boss? / Baby: Y'know, that mysterious bloke that sends you money every month to pr'tend t'be president of a company but never asks you t'do nothin'. / Jeffrey: But I thought he'd just give me money forever and never try to contact me! / Baby: You best speak to him Jeffrey. He sounds pissed. / Jeffrey: H-h-h-hello? / Topato: Greetings, Mr. Rowland! Are you in any way opposed to performing the act of murder? / Jeffrey: Do what now? / Topato: Homicide, Mr. Rowland. Manslaughter, a "187." Follow my instructions carefully if you wish to continue our arrangement. / Jeffrey: What if I say no? / Topato: We will trigger an implant within your body releasing thousands of flesh-eating slugs. You will die only after 50 years of intense agony. / Jeffrey: I was just askin'. / {{Mouseover text: I hate my boss}}
Baby Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky IV Jeffery: Guys, I am in trouble. I have to kill a family or else get tortured to death. / Weedmaster P: SOUNDS TO ME LIKE THE FAMILY'S IN TROUBLE IF YOU ARE A BAD ENOUGH DUDE / Baby: This isn't funny, Weedmaster P. You don't know anything about murdering. / Weedmaster P: BABY I AM STRAIGHT UP GANGSTA / [[A shot of Baby and Jeffrey both looking shocked.]] / {{Mouseover text: P has put so many holes in marks.}}
Execute Order 66 Jeffrey: Weedmaster P, will you assassinate the family for me? / Weedmaster P: WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME JEFFREY THIS AIN'T PRO BONO / Jeffrey: Um... a jet ski! / Baby: Jeffrey, you ehn't got a jet ski. / Jeffrey: I'd rather steal a jet ski than kill a family. / Narrator: MOMENTS LATER... / Jeffrey: Are you sure about this, P? / Weedmaster P: ONCE A MAN COMMITS TO KILLIN' HE CAN'T TURN BACK / Jeffrey: All right, here's a photo of the family. / Baby: Jeffrey! Somebody's at the door! / Quincy Tinkle: Hello? Is this TopatoCo? I want to talk to the president! / [[Weedmaster P pulls a katana and faces down with Quincy, who looks surprised but ready.]] / {{Mouseover text: Every Tinkle is now an enemy of the Republic.}}
Cat Fight [[Weedmaster P is choking as he faces Quincy Tinkle with Romy Tinkle clinging to his back and throat]] / Weedmaster P: SOMEBODY GET THIS CRAZY HO OFFA ME / [[Baby performs the wrestling move upon Romy which she calls out.]] / Baby: Clothesline! / [[Baby struggles with Romy as Weedmaster P continues fighting in the background.]] / Baby: Jeffrey, since this is probably all your fault, do something! / [[Jeffrey stands somewhat dumbfounded with a 9mm pistol in his hand.]] / Baby [[Voiceover]]: Yes! That! Do something with that!
Unsafe Working Conditions DAMMIT HOLD STILL / Hoof! / THWACK / CATCH / No! / Don't you hurt my friend, Quincy Tinkle. / You... how do you know my name? / I'm Jeffrey Rowland. I been ordered to kill you and your family but I'm having an ethical dilemma about it. / You're the president of TopatoCo? / Soon to be former president if he continues to disobey orders! / What are you gonna do, fire me? / Yes. That is what I said.
 
Bang Bang You get away from him, Topato! / Silence, Jeffrey. Remain still and silent and ineffective as you always are. / No... / Father Tinkle, you may feel a slight sting as the bullet penetrates your skull. / QUINCY, NO!! / Baby, I love you. / BANG / HOLY CRAP DUDE / [[no text]] / Am I dead? Is this Heaven or Hell? / You're alive, man. / [[no text]]
Bang Bang {{Bang Bang}} / {{bang bang, I shot my space potato boss down}} / [[Jeffrey points his gunat Topato, Topato starts aiming his gun at Quincy]] / Jeffrey: You get away from him, Topato! / Topato: Silence, Jeffrey. Remain still and silent and ineffective as you always are. / Quincy: No... / [[Topato points his gun at the back of Quincy's head]] / Topato: Father Tinkle, you may feel a slight sting as the bullet penetrates your skull. / Romy: QUINCY, NO! / Quincy: Baby I love you. / [[Weedmaster P lies on the ground, eyes wide, nose bloodied]] / <> / Weedmaster P: Holy crap dude / [[Jeffrey stands, his gun smoking]] / [[Quincy opens one eye, he is covered in yellow pieces]] / Quincy: Am I dead? Is this Heaven or Hell? / Jeffrey: You're alive, man. / [[Topato lies on the floor, a large part of his head having exploded; his gun lies close to him on the floor]]
The Infinite Limo So the Universe is ending because I shot Topato? / When Topato died his life-energy returned to our dimension, causing a cosmic imbalance. This is very bad. / Fortunately, I have a plan to extend our existences for a period of time - / What about out kids? / They have already been negated. / We must hurry. / It's an infinite space limo!
Hey You Let's Party Part 2 Dammit I was just thinking about an important thing and I forgot what it was. / UH OH DUDE ANDREW WK IS TRYING TO HACK INTO YOUR THOUGHTS / My God... he can do that? / YEAH DOGG WHEN YOUR THOUGHTS GET TOO SERIOUS AWK PARTIES IN THERE AND STONE COLD SOOTHES YOU / It's time to party... party... we're gonna have a party tonight.
Mashley Likes It Let me try it, Jeffrey. / Do you think you're old enough to understand its complicated flavor? / Yes. / [[No Text]] / It tastes funny. / Tee hee hee!
S.D.T. [[Weedmaster P confronts Jeffrey. Jeffrey is wearing a monocle]] / Weedmaster P: Jeffrey I want to act like a complete prick yet I fear and loathe the outside world. / Jeffrey: You can use the internet. / [[Weedmaster P sits in front of a computer while on the internet]] / Narrator: Hours pass. / [[Jeffrey is sitting by the pool with Joanna and Weedmaster P approaches]] Weedmaster P: Man I said I wanted to act like a prick not a spineless douche turd. / Jeffrey: I'm sorry.
 
Hommy Nims [[Baby and Jeffrey and Joanna are in the kitchen]] / Baby: Jeffrey, Joanna's shedding everywhere! Do something! / Jeffrey: No she isn't, Baby. / Jeffrey: You're Insane! / Jeffrey: Weedmaster P told me that you believe thunder is God farting. / Jeffrey: Oh wait, you said "shedding" didn't you?
Riiise [[Jeffrey and Weedmaster P are in the living room. Weedmaster P is on the internet. Jeffrey is wearing a cowboy hat]] / Weedmaster P: HEY JEFFREY THIS INTERNET SAYS DOLPHINS HAVE LEARNED TO USE TOOLS. / Jeffrey: Son of a bitch! / [[Jeffrey heads downstairs into the cellar]] / Jeffrey: This is not happening. This is not happening. / [[Jeffrey is crying and hiding between some crates and is holding a gun]] / Jeffrey: Soon the slick-skinned warriors will rise.
The Englishman [[Jeffrey is dressed as Han Solo. Baby is dressed as Princess Leia. Baby hands Jeffrey a hands-free telephone. It is very futuristic]] / Baby: Telephone for you, Jeffrey. I think it's The Englishman. / Jeffrey: My British counterpart, The Englishman! / [[Jeffrey is outside of the mansion, his back facing the frame]] / Hello, The Englisman. What's up? Having a spot of tea out of a ridiculously tiny cup? Watching cricket? / [[The Englishman sitting in front of a tv watching cricket while holding a small cup of tea]] / The Englishman: Goodness no, J-Ro my old chum. I simply wanted to remind you that I am superior to you in nearly every conceivable way! / Jeffrey: Well, that's just like, your opinion, man. / The Englishman: Your puny "Freedom Eagle" is no match for the elegant prowess of our Queen. Your nation's symbol is a glorified chicken! / [[Weedmaster P is dressed as Boba Fett and he is in front of a barbecue and a burnt chicken]] / Jeffrey: Now dammit, The Englisman, you can talk smack on me all you want but you leave the Freedom Eagle out of this. / Weedmaster P: JEFFREY I THINK I COOKED THE EAGLE TOO LONG
The World of Crime This week in Overcompensating we will be focusing on the World of Crime. / As you can see from this chart that I was up until 3am working on, both crimes and population are at all-time highs. We here at TopatoCo Research believe there may be a connection. / We believe the vast majority of crimes are caused by a lot of people going buck wild.
The World of Crime Part II THE WORLD OF CRIME: MAYHEM / Weedmaster P, what is Mayhem? / MAN MAYHEM IS JUST WHEN EVERYBODY STARTS GOING HOG WILD / I see... like a metal show? / NO WAY MAN A SLAYER PIT IS A KINDERGARTEN NEXT TO MAYHEM / MAYHEM IS LIKE EVERYTHING IS PRETTY WILD THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN A HEAD GOES FLYIN THROUGH THE AIR DUDE WHAT IS IN THAT PIPE / Crime.
 
The World of Crime Part III THE WORLD OF CRIME: "AGGRAVATED" / What's the difference between "aggravated" assault and regular assualt? / DOGG THAT'S CAKE / REGULAR ASSAULT IS WHEN YOU ARE ASSAULTED AND YOU'RE COOL ABOUT IT / BUT WHEN YOU GET AGGRAVATED YOU GET SUPER ANGRY ABOUT IT. / I always get super angry when I get assaulted. / MAN WHY DO YOU ALWAYS GOTTA BE A DICK ABOUT IT
The World of Crime Part IV Narrator: THE WORLD OF CRIME: "MANSLAUGHTER" / Jeffrey: Baby, what do you think separates murder from manslaughter? / Baby: Well I ehn't ever given it much thought! / Baby: I reckon murder is when a person kills another person regular-style, but a man-slaughter is when they cut 'em up into pieces. / Jeffrey: Mmm... / Baby: Jeffrey, if you're pissin' on that plant again I'll injure your body greatly. / Jeffrey: Threatenin' like that is a crime! Pissin's only a crime if a cop sees you. / {{Mouseover text: a cop let me go one time for public urination.}}
The World of Crime Part V Narrator: THE WORLD OF CRIME: OTHER PLACES / Jeffrey: Did you know that crime occurs in places that are not America? / Jeffrey: Live from England via satellite is the Englishman. THE ENGLISHMAN, TELL US THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN AMERICAN CRIME AND ENGLISH CRIME. / The Englishman: Well Jeffrey, the problem with American crime is that it's all soccer moms who ran out of valium and shot up a pharmacy. Any Yank can reach under the sink, pull out a piece, and change the world as he sees fit. / The Englishman: British criminals on the other hand are tough because they don't have ready access to guns. They have scars and shaved heads and hang out in pubs. / Jeffrey: So are you sayin' that British crime is cooler than American crime? / The Englishman: Yes. That is precisely what I am saying. / {{Mouseover Text: The Englishman says bollocks to the lot of you.}}
Black People Baby: Jeffrey, why ehn't you got any black friends? / Jeffrey: BABY! I am coolin' out with a black dude right here! It's hip-hop sensation MC Frontalot! / Baby: Eh, he ehn't black, he's just sort of a brownish color. / MC Frontalot: I think your girl's confusing black folks with burn victims. / Jeffrey: She is not my girl. / {{Mouseover text: The Englishman says bollocks to the lot of you.}}
Diggin Weedmaster P: GODDAMMIT JEFFREY DIGGING IS SHIT WORK WHY CAN'T YOU MAKE POOR PEOPLE DO IT / Jeffrey: This is a secret mission, Weedmaster P! Nobody can find out. / Weedmaster P: HEY WHOA I THINK I HIT SOMETHING / Baby: What is it, Weedy? / Weedmaster P: IT IS A SMALL BOX / Baby: Maybe there's money inside! / Jeffrey: Yay. Just what we need. More money. / Weedmaster P: THERE IS AN ENVELOPE INSIDE / Baby: Open it! Open it! / [[Weedmaster P is fumbling with the envelope.]] / [[The envelope is in the background and from it has come a note stating "NICE HOLE"]] / {{Mouseover text: it is a beautiful hole.}}
 
Movin [[ Scene in front of an airport hangar. Jeffrey wearing a yellow hard hat and vest ]] / Jeffrey: Moving all of your Earthly belongings halfway across a continent isn't as easy as it sounds. / [[ Close-up of a binder cover of plans for a Gigantic Catapult, stamped in red with WMD ]] / Jeffrey: It would have been easier but Homeland Security said our giant catapult was a Class 1 Weapon of Mass Destruction. / [[ Weedmaster P is dressed like Mork, the title character from the 70's TV sitcom Mork & Mindy ]] / Weedmaster P: JUST BUY NEW SHIT WHEN YOU GET THERE DICK ASS / [[ Jeffrey embraces Weedmaster P ]] / Jeffrey: I'm gonna miss you, Weedmaster P! / Weedmaster P: MAN I ALMOST STABBED YOU
Wouldn't Wanna Be Ya [[ Jeffrey, Baby, and Weedmaster P are standing on an airport runway. Jeffrey has a mounted boar's head under his arm; Joanna is in Baby's backpack ]] / Jeffrey: Well I guess this is good-bye, Baby and Weedmaster P. Good-bye to Oklahoma. / Baby: We're gonna miss you, Jeffrey! / Weedmaster P: I STOLE ALL YOUR GAMECUBE PADDLES / [[ Jeffrey punches Weedmaster P ]] / Jeffrey: Screw you, Weedmaster P. The only reason I hung around you is that you make me seem like a decent person by comparison. / Jeffrey: And I just have one thing to say to you, Baby. / [[ Jeffrey kisses Baby ]] / [[ Jeffrey walks away ]] / Jeffrey: Now that I've done everything I ever secretly wanted to do, it's off to Massy chusetts! / Baby: Please don't go, Jeffrey! I love you! / Weedmaster P: I'LL GIVE BACK THE PADDLES / [[ A black car speeds away ]] / << VrooM >> / [[ The black car ascends from the runway ]]
Gateway to Oblivion [[ A battered and sweaty Jeffrey walking outdoors, carrying a hobo pouch on the end of a stick ]] / Jeffrey: Finally! Scenic Easthampton, Massachusetts! Gateway to Northampton, Massachusetts! / [[ A cleaned-up Jeffrey, working at a computer in front of a window ]] / Jeffrey: No time to dilly-dally, though. I got to get TopatoCo back up and running! / [[ Jeffrey, with the tip of a pen in his mouth ]] / Jeffrey: First thing I need is some employees. But folks around here are pretty sharp... / [[ Close-up of a bulletin board flyer decorated with a small rainbow and including tear-off phone numbers along the bottom ]] / Flyer: ATTENTION! / - HIPPIES / - LESBIANS / - GOOFBALLS / A JOB. (somethin[g you] / do for money). Y[ou? ?] / work. Hemophili[acs] / need not appl[y]
Job Interview Meth-Master Mike: HI, I'M METH-MASTER MIKE AND THIS IS HONEY. WE'D LIKE TO APPLY FOR THE JOB... SIR. / Jeffrey Rowland: Right this way! I just have a few questions. / Jeffrey Rowland: Okay, what is more terrifying: being in a plane crash or getting attacked by a sea monster? / Honey: Umm... are they both equally terrifying? / Jeffrey Rowland: Wrong. Listen, if you're going to work for TopatoCo you need to know exactly how terrified to be at all times. / {{alt text: sea monster attack is 10% more terrifying than a plane crash}}
Actual Work [[This is not a comic but rather a picture of the new Dumbrella headquarters with boxes and stuff all over.]] / {{Mouseover text: there are lots of boxes}}
 

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