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Squalor [[Jeffrey stands in Massachusetts with arms behind his back and a cowboy hat on his head.]] / Jeffrey [thinking]: Massachusetts sure is fun but somethin' here just ain't right... / [[He looks up to the left.]] / Jeffrey [thinking]: I can't believe I haven't been able to find better help than Baby and Weedmaster P... I wonder how they're gettin' on with their lives? / [[Baby and Weedmaster P. are shown in squalor, with pimples, on the side of the road. Baby is laying on the ground, and Weedmaster P. is sitting on a log, trying to figure out a remote control.]] / Baby: Weedmaster P. we're starving and you've been trying to figure out the remote for a week! / Weedmaster P.: I ALMOST GOT IT SHUT UP / [[Jeffrey is shown back in Massachusetts, looking down dejectedly.]] / Jeffrey: Aw, they're doin' fine without a billionaire cowboy poet hacker like me... / {{Tag: The remote to the satellite is quite complicated}}
Revenge of the Catcoon [[ Jeffrey, in bed, sleeping restlessly ]] / Jeffrey: Oklahoma... TopatoCo... Taxachusetts... / [[ Jeffrey's dream: Joanna, floating against a colorfully psychedelic background ]] / Joanna: Jeffreeeey! / Joanna: Wee neeed youuuu! / [[ Jeffrey, awake and sitting up in bed ]] / Jeffrey: What the heck was that all about? / [[ Jeffrey, looking out the window, sees Catcoon standing across the street ]] / Jeffrey: My God... Catcoon! / [[ Catcoon, shaking rainbow-striped maracas / Jeffrey: NOOO! / [[ Jeffrey, talking on a phone strapped to his head]] / Jeffrey: Weedmaster P, weird stuff is happening, are you guys okay? / [[ Weedmaster P holds up Baby while talking on a telephone headset; both look as though they've been in a fight ]] / Weedmaster P: JEFFREY MAN WE'RE HERE WE'RE OUTSIDE WE SCREWED UP BAD MAN WE SCREWED UP REAL BAD / [[ Jeffrey, looking pleased ]]
229 [[ Jeffrey stands in front of a Wal Mart wearing a cowboy and holding a box wrapped in an American flag and yellow ribbon ]] / Jeffrey: Happy birthday, America. I got you a little something. / [[ Jeffrey stands in front of McDonalds wearing a cowboy hat ]] / Jeffrey: Damn right it's empty! I was gonna buy you some stupid old bullshit but you bought it all. / [[ Jeffrey stands in front of Bed Bathy & Beyond wearing a cowboy hat and a Dubya parody "Wussy" t-shirt ]] / Jeffrey: You're 229 years old now and I think it's time you started acting like it. This little "goody two shoes" act is played out. / [[ Jeffrey is battered and bruised, leaning on a crutch, talking with Baby]] / Jeffrey: Man, America's sense of humor sucks. / Baby: Where's your hat, Jeffrey? / Jeffrey: I have to see a specialist.
Have You Seen My Wallet Weedmaster P: JEFF MAN WHAT THE HELL IS ALL THAT RACKET DAMMIT / Jeffrey: I lost my wallet, Weedmaster P! I think some hippy stole it! / Narrator: MEANWHILE... / [[The Catcoon lurks around a tree with a large necklace and golden maraca emblazoned with a dollar sign. Bling is the watchword, here.]] / [[Joanna is lying on her side in her typical prone state]] / [[Joanna's eyes widen as though she has noticed a blinged-out catcoon passing the window.]] / [[Shockingly, a pull-back shot shows Joanna staring suspiciously at the catcoon.]] / {{Mouseover text: have you seen my damn wallet}}
Madame V and The Poopmonster [[ Interior, with Jeffrey and Baby ]] / Jeffrey: Well I got all new credit cards and junk. I'm gonna miss my old ones, God bless 'em. / Baby: Don't be sad, Jeffrey! At least ye still got yer friends! / [[ Interior, with Jeffrey and Baby ]] / Baby: Speaking of, who're these new friends yer hangin' around with? / Jeffrey: Oh, yeah... Baby, meet Madame V and The Poopmonster. / [[ Interior, with Madame V holding a fan and The Poopmonster ]] / Madame V: I'm the penniless orphan widow of a slain aristocrat. / The Poopmonster: I have chronic irritable bowel syndrome.
 
The Terrible Life of Her Headmistress [[ Exterior, Madame V and Weedmaster P are seated poolside at Hearst Castle? ]] / Madame V: In the years before the revolution my family was the most prosperous in all the land! / Weedmaster P: ONCE I SMOKED SO MUCH WEED I SEEN A DRAGON / Madame V: How dreadful! / [[ Exterior, Baby and Jeffrey are seated poolside at Hearst Castle? Baby is dressed like a Dallas Cowboys cheerleader ]] / Baby: Well Jeffrey it looks like yer old friends and new friends are gettin' on just fine! / Jeffrey: Yeah Baby, I think everything is gonna be okay here in Taxachusetts! / [[ Exterior, Madame V and Weedmaster P are seated poolside at Hearst Castle? ]] / Madame V: The headmistress took considerable exception to our rampant, uncontrollable drug abuse but she was soon persuaded to turn a blind eye. / Weedmaster P: YOU'RE AWESOME
The Chosen One [[ Interior, Jeffrey and The Poopmonster are standing in a loft ]] / Jeffrey: So, you're the Poopmonster. Why they call you that? / The Poopmonster: Ask yerself if you really want to know the answer to that question, bub. / Jeffrey: I do not. So, what is it you do, the Poopmonster? / The Poopmonster: I'm a bigtime Internet cartoonist, fixin' to head out west to the San-Dieggy Comic-Con. / Jeffrey: Isn't that like Woodstock for sweaty dweebs? I do a little cartoonin' myself; I wonder if I can get in on that? / The Poopmonster: The boy is not ready. He's too old for the training / The Poopmonster: He is the chosen one. / The Poopmonster: No! / Jeffrey: You're fuckin' crazy, The Poopmonster. I am too ready. / [[ Jeffrey with pen in hand, sitting next to a Stink Bomb ]] / Narrator: TRAINING MONTAGE / [[ Jeffrey holding up a yellow t-shirt ]] / [[ Close-up of Jeffrey's face, a single tear falling from his right eye ]] / The Poopmonster: The training is complete. Now you must give me $5,000. / Jeffrey: Jesus Christ.
BLACK PIE DOWN Jeffrey [[Voiceover]]: We were crossing a busy intersection on our way back to the hotel from the convention center in San Diego when suddenly... / Jeffrey [[Voiceover]]: We lost a pie... / Jeffrey [[Voiceover]]: All I could smell was the madness in the air and the pie on the asphalt. / Poopmonster: PIE DOWN! PIE DOWN! / Jeffrey: DO SOMETHING! / Jeffrey [[Voiceover]]: Dumbrella will return to San Diego each year to the place where we lost a good pie. / {{Mouseover text: Later we got some chalk and drew an outline around the pie.}}
UNDERSTANDING COMICS [[ Scott McCloud, Jeffrey, and Tycho Brahe (Jerry Holkins) are sitting together an a sumptuously decorated room ]] / Scott McCloud: Tribes! / Jeffrey: In the e-scape, Scott McCloud and Tycho Brahe were mortal enemies! But at Comic-con they were like old college sweethearts! / Tycho / Jerry: Wangs! / [[ Tycho standing next to Jeffrey ]] / Jeffrey: Later when Tycho said he wanted to tell me a secret I figured he was probably gonna try to seduce me. / [[ Tycho / Jerry, stretching his head with his hands, as if pulling a latex mask off ]] / [[ Tycho, the Penny-Arcade character, holding the Tycho / Herry head mask ]]
THE BATTLE OF AISLE 1400 Jeffrey: I don't care what anybody says -- working the booth is extremely taxing on the mind and spirit. / Random Con Girl in Cat Ears: Jeffrey I'll pay you a hundred dollars to lick the inside of my thigh. / Jeffrey: I'M TRYIN' TO EAT A HOT DOG! / Jeffrey [[Voiceover]]: Even the mighty wizard Sam Brown couldn't summon a spell strong enough to protect himself. / Random Con Guy in Cat Ears: You draw stick figures. / Sam Brown: They are masterpieces. / Random Con Guy in Cat Ears: Nuh uh. / {{Mouseover text: DUMBRELLA: CHECK OUT OUR SIDEBURNS}}
 
BACK AND TO THE LEFT Narrator: OUTSIDE OF THE WATERGATE HOTEL -- QUITE LATE / Jeffrey: Aw man! / Dean Haglund: Jeffrey Rowland, I need to talk to you. / Jeffrey: Hey, you're that guy from the "X-files" spinoff that got cancelled after like six episodes! / Dean Haglund: Shhh! That's just my cover story! / Jeffrey: What do you need from me? / Dean Haglund: Somebody spit on Scott Kurtz. We need you to find out who did it. / Jeffrey: Do you want me to give them a medal? / {{Mouseover text: Dean Haglund knows a thing or two about leather and uzis.}}
HEAVY Jeffrey [[Voiceover]]: WHEN COMIC-CON WAS ALL OVER, DUMBRELLA HAD A BIG PROBLEM... / Jeffrey: Our money is too heavy! / Blonde Guy: We're screwed! / Jeffrey [[Voiceover]]: AFTER WE SOLVED THAT PROBLEM WE BEGAN TO PLAN FOR NEXT YEAR. / Poopmonster: LET'S GET A SUBMARINE AND FIRE T-SHIRTS OUT OF THE TORPEDO TUBES!!! / Doctor Vampire: Sweet! / Jeffrey [[Voiceover]]: Next year's Comic-Con is gonna make this year's Comic-Con look like three years ago's Comic-Con! / {{Mouseover text: juggling money wins}}
DREAMS FOR SALE Jeffrey: I've been back for like a week and a half! Whats up with the TopatoCo orders?! / Weedmaster P: STOP BEING A DICK JEFF WE GOT IT / Baby: Besides, it's only t-shirts. / Jeffrey: TopatoCo isn't just about T-shirts! TopatoCo is about dreams! We are selling dreams to people! / Weedmaster P: MAN DREAMS IS JUST NIGHTMARES THAT AIN'T GOT GOOD WRITERS / Jeffrey: Chill out, man. Be chill. / {{Mouseover text: all dreams ship via USPS, please allow 3-4 weeks for delivery.}}
HAPPY JUDAS PRIEST FRIDAY Jeffrey: Poopmonster, Weedmaster P and Baby are my good friends but they are the shittiest workers on Earth. What should I do? / Poopmonster: Th' only two truths in this world're poopin' and dyin'. / Poopmonster: Whatchoo payin' em anyhow? That might got somethin' ta do with it. / Jeffrey: That's just it, I'm not payin' em! I'm not even sure if they actually exist. / Jeffrey: Joanna, I want to sing you a song about not knowing what's real or not. / Jeffrey [[Singing]]: And I said hey-yay-yay, what's goin' on? 'cause I actually don't know / {{Mouseover text: taxes do not factor into the Poopmonster's plans.}}
WAKE UP FRONTIN Jeffrey [[Voiceover]]: This weekend I took a "train" to New York City from New Haven, Connecticut. / Jeffrey [[Voiceover]]: It seems like the number one cash crop for Connecticut is masturbating. / Jeffrey [[Voiceover]]: FACT: New York City is home to more than 500 million people -- nearly twelve times the population of South America! / Random New York Woman: Aren't you Jeffrey Rowland? / Jeffrey: No speaky Engless! / Jeffrey [[Voiceover]]: We felt a wee bit underdressed when we got to the place where MC Frontalot was playing. / Jeffrey [[Voiceover]]: It took a while to get through his entourage... / Jeffrey [[Voiceover]]: That dude lays down rhymes like a scared possum. The rhymes are so fresh the expiry date is infinity. / {{Mouseover text: In Oklahoma we just had cars.}}
 
Webcest Jeffrey: Something else happened in New York! / Jeffrey: Something great! / Jeffrey: A brand new word was born! / [[Webcest logo appears, with Web and Ces in different fonts and a sword for the T.]] / Baby: Now I know what yer thinkin'... / Baby: It sounds nasty!! / Jeffrey: That's because it is! Webcest is as bad as incest only it happens in cyberspace! / Baby: Take me now, Jeffrey! / Jeffrey: All right! That's good webcest! / {{Mouseover text: webcest webcest webcest webcest}}
358 Jeffrey: A plane crashed yesterday and nobody died! That's good news! / Jeffrey [[As narrator]]: ...but not to everybody... / Newscaster: WHAT DO YOU MEAN NOBODY DIED?! / Jeffrey: Weedmaster P, let's start up a new 24 hour cable news network! / Weedmaster P: IT WILL BE LIKE FACES OF DEATH MEETS ROTTEN.COM / [[A shot of Death with a golden clasp to his robe with dollar signs in his eyes.]] / {{Mouseover text: those inflatible slides are pretty fun to slide down unless you are actually using it for its intended purpose}}
COWBOY STYLE Jeffrey: There! Now that's a website that looks like a cowboy made it! / Jeffrey: Weedmaster P, have you seen the Poopmonster? I want to show him my wicked new site design. / Weedmaster P: HE WENT TO NANTUCKET OR SOMETHING WITH THAT OLD TIMEY CHICK / Weedmaster P: I WILL TAKE A LOOK AT IT / Jeffrey: What do you think? I tried to make it seem like the Old West. / Weedmaster P: IT IS OUTRAGEOUSLY SPLENDID / Weedmaster P: IT MAKES ME WANT TO TAKE OPIUM AND OPPRESS WOMEN AND MURDER ALL THE INDIANS / {{Mouseover text: Overcompensating will be the Deadwood of Web Comics}}
WWBRD Jeffrey: Holy crap, that's Burt Reynolds! I wonder what he's doing here at the hospital? / Weedmaster P: MAYBE HE GOT HURT / Jeffrey: Pardon me, ma'am, I know it's illegal, but could I look at the form that guy just filled out? / Nurse: Sure! / [[A shot of the form, which is from HOSPITAL MART. The name and occupation both say "Burt Reynolds." For "Do you have insurance?" he has put "Of course, I'm Burt Fucking Reynolds." The last line we can see says "Are you scared" to which Burt has replied "FUCK YEAH."]] / {{Mouseover text: you know things have taken a terrible turn when Burt Reynolds is afraid}}
ABSINTHE PARTY AT THE FLY HONEY WAREHOUSE Poopmonster: You can't invent a word, you turds! We already got too many words! / Madame V: Yer mockin' the language of our King! "Webcest" don't mean anything! / Jeffrey: LA LA LA LA / Jeffrey: But people need webcest like unicorns need dongs! They need a word to let them know when they're doing something wrong! / Jeffrey: All my life I've dreamed to have a word to call my own... A word to know what makes God mad and things that shouldn't bone. / {{Mouseover text: WEBCEST}}
 
FIFTY PERCENT Jeffrey: Now you know! / Weedmaster P: And knowing is half the battle. / [[Jeffrey sits with his arms crossed, while Weedmaster P looks on casually with his huge sword over his shoulder. Incidentally, Jeffrey is dressed as Picard and Weedmaster P is dressed as Cloud from Final Fantasy VII and they are both sitting in an inactive holodeck.]] / Jeffrey: What's the other half? / Weedmaster P: BLOWIN FUCKERS HEADS OFF / Jeffrey: Oh. / {{Mouseover text: you can't spell HALF without ALF}}
EXPLORATION NUMBER ONE [[Comic strip is missing. The paragraph below reads: "I went into the basement of my new apartment today. This note was stuck on the door that goes down to the basement.This is as far as I got.Maybe I'll go farther tomorrow. With a ."]]
BIKINI WEENIE SUMMER Jeffrey: All right, who's going with me to explore the creepy, haunted apartment? / Baby: Why'd you get an apartment, Jeffrey? We already live inside a mansion! / Jeffrey: I like to have options. / Weedmaster P: THAT PLACE IS STRONG WITH THE DARK SIDE. / Jeffrey: You guys are weenies. I'm going by myself, little weenies. / Weedmaster P: THERE IS A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN WEENIES AND FOOLS. / Jeffrey: Well if I'm a fool at least it rhymes with cool. What's does weenie rhyme with? / Weedmaster P: MEANIE / Jeffrey: That's right. / {{Mouseover text: we would have also accepted ZUCCHINI.}}
SIGHT BEYOND SIGHT [[Jeffrey carrying a box labelled "items" with rubber gloves]] / Baby: Jeffrey! Where've you been? Did you go down into that wretched old basement? / Jeffrey: Not yet, Baby. My camera broke. / [[Jeffrey's hands are red, a la Lady Macbeth]] / Baby: But, wait ... you took some photos, didn't you? / Jeffrey: Yeah, I used the Poopmonster's camera, but I accidentally saw all the pictures on his CF card and not my hands won't get clean. / Baby: Why don't you just buy a new camera with all your vast fortunes? / Jeffery: Somebody robbed the bankand stole al the money.
MORBIDLY CHEESY Weedmaster P: MAN ... DRAGONS ... / Weedmaster P: I GOT THE MAD FOOD WITHDRAWLS / Weedmaster P: NEED DIGESTIBLES / Weedmaster P: HMM / [[Warning on package of Cheetos: ]] DANGEROUSLY CHEESY / Weedmaster P: FUCK IT / Narrator: 2 HOURS LATER ... / Jeffrey: Don't you die on me, Weedmaster P! / Jeffrey: Hang in there, man. Everything is gonna be okay. / Weedmaster P: DUD STOP TOUCHING MY EYEBALL / Weedmaster P: OH SHIT / Weedmaster P: I CAN SEE A ORANGE LIGHT / Narrator: To Be Continued!
 
MORBIDLY CHEESY PART 2 [[Weedmaster P and Chester Cheetah meet on the astral plane, surrounded by Cheetos, P's in his undies]] / Weedmaster P: HOLY CRAP I CAN'T BELIEVE IT / Chester Cheetah: Believe it, Weedmaster P! I'm our spirit animal! Would you like to see the factory where I make Cheetos? / Weedmaster P: WAIT IS THIS GONNA BE LIKE WILLY WONKA WHERE I GET IRONICALLY AND TRAGICALLY KILLED / Chester Cheetah: Nah, dude! Chester Cheetah is not down with copyright infringement! Take my paw, friend, and be not freaked out by my opposable thumbs!
MORBIDLY CHEESY PART 3 Chester Cheetah: Welcome to the Cheetos factory, Weedmaster P! This is where all of the delicious Cheetos are born! / Weedmaster P: OH MY GOD / [[Cheetahs ride a conveyor belt to a vat of spinning blades (like in that Six Feet Under episode)]] / Chester Cheetah: As you can see, we use only the finest cheetahs for maximum crunch! After we grind 'em up, it's off to the cheesatorium! / [[Lever labelled CHEESY, VERY CHEESY, and DANGEROUSLY CHEESY]] / Chester Cheetah: There's the machine that lets me adjust the cheese level! If I had my way I'd crank that fucker even higher but the goddamn man won't let me. / Weedmaster P: I KNOW HOW IT IS MAN
MORBIDLY CHEESY PART 4 Weedmaster P: OH WOW YOU'RE FRIENDS WITH THE MARLBORO MAN / Chester Cheetah: More than friends! Wayne and I are heterosexually challenged lovers! / Wayne - The Marlboro Man: Dammit, Chester! / Chester Cheetah: What's wrong, Wayne? / Wayne - The Marlboro Man: Not everyone is comfortable with homosexual bestiality, Chester. / [[P is looking a little freaked out -- a cross between anime and spidey-senses tingling]] / Wayne - The Marlboro Man: How do you expect to get this guy into Scientology if he's freaked out right off?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY WEEDMASTER P Weedmaster P: Hey cock ass my birthday is today / Jeffery: Man, you're talkin' to the wrong dude if you're lookin' for somebody who remembers birthdays. / Weedmaster P: Well what are you doing that isn't remembering my birthday / Jeffery: I'm trying to leech money off this Flying Spaghetti Monster thing. / Jeffery: Isn't it adorable? / [[Shot of Jeffery's computer screen with a picture of Calvin peeing on the Flying Spaghetti Monster Jesus Fish]]
KILLING HOT SAVANNAH [[Drawing at his desk]] / JEFFREY: Man, it's going to be great when they finally let me be a rock star! / [[Suddenly at a rock show with a broken upright bass and a Beethoven wig]] / JEFFREY: All right! Hello umm... Vancouver! / CROWD: Woo! Yeah! Woo! / JEFFREY: So who all out there is going to die someday? / CROWD: Boo!
 

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