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GPF Archive: Monday, October 18, 1999 Narrator: For those who came in late: Under the great amusement park Nerdvana, Ki has been discovered... / Girl: She's not a supermodl! She's a geek, like him! / Girl2: But look at her! She's gorgeous, like us! / Girl3: Like you, maybe... I'm prettier than that... / Girl4: Geeks aren't like that! They're all fat, drooling MEN... / Girl5: ... like this one! / Fooker: Hey! I'm not fat! Drooling maybe, but not fat! / Girl6: Quiet, you!
GPF Archive: Tuesday, October 19, 1999 Ki: Listen! No I'm not a supermodel! Yes, I AM a geek! Always have, always will be. And geeks come in all shapes and sizes, not all slobs like Fooker. / Fooker: Hey! / Ki: But more importantly, geeks are more important than you realize. In fact, none of you would have this job if it weren't for geeks. / Ki: Who do you think buys all your posters, reads all the articles written about you, and maintains your web sites? / Model: I have a web site?
GPF Archive: Wednesday, October 20, 1999 Ki: Without geeks, all of you would be nothing! There's not an aspect of your lives that hasn't been improved by a geek! / Ki: Who's the chemist that blends your makeup? A geek! Who's the artist that digitally edits your photos? A geek! Who do you think invented the cameras that take your pictures? / Model in crowd: Uh... a geek? / Ki: And guess who did all your plastic surgery... / Model 1: [[Covers her nose]] My nose! / Model 2: [[Covers her mouth]] My lips! / Model 3: [[Points to her chest]] Hey! These girls are all natural!
GPF Archive: Thursday, October 21, 1999 Girl: The she-geek has a point! If we don't have geeks, we'll be out of jobs, and we can't improve ourselves. / Leader: But the plan--! / Girl2: The plan won't work! If we got rid of the geeks, then our lives are pointless! / Girl3: I guess we had better let them all go... / Girl4: All except this one. Let's skin him alive, just for fun... / Fooker: Uh, check please...
GPF Archive: Friday, October 22, 1999 Ki: Whew! I'm glad this while Nerdvana thing is over... / Nick: Supermodels building a theme park to trap geeks... What a tale! / Ki: Still, I can't help wondering who their leader was... We may never know... / Dexter: Now that all this is over, can I take you out on a date, Ki? / Ki: Get lost, Dexter. / Dexter: shoot. / Fooker: I wonder if we can come back again next year...
 
GPF Archive: Saturday, October 23, 1999 Newsgirl: Authorities are still baffled by reports that supermodels built the geeky amusement park "Nerdvana" as a trap for the world's "geeks." But details may never be known... / Newsgirl: ... as the park closed "indefinitely" this friday. None of the models accused could be reached for comment. And the group's leader has yet to be identified... / Trudy: Oh, well... / Trudy: ... I guess I'll just have to do things the hard way... / <> / Narrator: The end?
GPF Archive: Monday, October 25, 1999 [[It's now time for... Trudy's Tips for the Truly Evil]] / Narrator: Tip #1: Emotional scars last longer than physical scars. Launch a psychological attack whenever possible over physical violence. / Trudy: You know, this outfit would look SO good on you, Ki... If you were just twenty pounds thinner...
GPF Archive: Tuesday, October 26, 1999 [[It's time for another installment of Trudy's Tips for the Truly Evil]] / Narrator: Tip #2: Always kick a man while he's down. / [[Fooker got crushed by a safe]] / Trudy: By the way, Fooker, Dwayne fired you, so you have no health insurance... / Fooker: thanx...
GPF Archive: Wednesday, October 27, 1999 [[Yet another edition of... Trudy's Tips for the Truly Evil]] / Narrator: Tip #3: Innocence is always the best facade. / Narrator: Quick quiz: Who is the most likely candidate to be evil incarnate? / Hitler: Mein kampf. / Trudy: <> / Barney the Dinosaur: I love you... you love me... / Narrator: Answer tomorrow!
GPF Archive: Thursday, October 28, 1999 [[Yes, it's time once again for... Trudy's Tips for the Truly Evil]] / Narrator: Tip #4: Never sign a pact with the Devil... Unless you're sure you can beat him at his own game. / Trudy: And, by article 43, section 12, paragraph 8, not only do I retain possession of my soul, but I become supreme empress of outer Mongolia. Pay up, horn head! / Devil: D'OH!
 
GPF Archive: Friday, October 29, 1999 [[You guessed it! It's time for... Trudy's Tips for the Truly Evil]] / Narrator: Tip #5: Always exploit a person's ignorance. / [[In front of a file server]] / Dumb: Are you sure using a big magnet is the best way to delete a single file? / Trudy: Trust me! No other method works better!
GPF Archive: Saturday, October 30, 1999 Trudy: [[musical tone]] Oh Foooo-ker... / Fooker: Uh, oh... / Trudy: When I called the towing company to come move that abandoned car in out lot, I accidently gave them the wrong description... of YOUR car... oopsy! / Fooker: Okay, okay! I'll fix your computer, already! / Trudy: [[musical tone]] Thank you!
GPF Archive: Monday, November 1, 1999 Check this out, Fred. Someone left a mysterious package at our doorstep. / If it's ticking, I'm outta here. / Hmmm... These appear to be parts to a disassembled hard drive. And there's a note inside. / "The test has begun. You have twelve hours. Failure is not an option." / Hey! We can play Frisbee with these! Go long!
GPF Archive: Tuesday, November 2, 1999 Fooker: I've assembled the hard drive from the mysterious package and plugged it into my computer. It seems to be formatted in an obscure Linux filesystem, but I can still read it. / Fooker: Hmm... The files seem to be encrypted using a complex new algorithm. Fortunately, I've read up on it on the internet and I think I can crack it. / Fred: Fooker... / Fred: I don't suppose any of this strikes you as odd, does it? / Fooker: Odd? Why do you say that? Now hand me my "Code Cracking for Dummies" book.
GPF Archive: Wednesday, November 3, 1999 [[Fooker is furiously typing away, illuminated only by the glow of his monitor. Fred is perched on his shoulder.]] / Fred: Let me get this straight. Someone leaves you a mysterious package with a disassembled hard drive and a note about some test in it, without any clue of its origin. / Fred: You proceed to assemble the drive, plug it into your computer, and crack its contents, without regard to viruses or other potential hazards. Just why are you doing this? / [[Fooker shows he is miffed by angling his eyebrows inwards and raising his right index finger.]] / Fooker: It's the principle of the thing! "Because it is there." / Fred: Oh, I see. This is a testosterone thing. / {{Happy Birthday, GPF!!}}
 
GPF Archive: Thursday, November 4, 1999 Fooker: I've cracked the encrypted file on the hard drive from the package. Say, these look like map coordinates... longitude and latitude... / Fooker: This little java applet I wrote can translate them to a real street address... Hmm, an old abandoned IBM warehouse on the other side of town... Interesting... / Fred: I suppose I should fetch your jacket, Sherlock? / Fooker: Hurry, Watson. The game is afoot!
GPF Archive: Friday, November 5, 1999 Fooker: This is the place! Just like the file said. / Fred: Doesn't it look homey... / Fred: This is where I exit... / Fooker: No can do, little buddy. I'm not going in there without my trusty ally at my side, or at least in my pocket. / Fred: I take it you don't mean that round little nerdy guy you call Nick... / Fooker: If there's trouble, you cover me.
GPF Archive: Saturday, November 6, 1999 [[In a dark room]] / Fooker: Well, this is it. Awfully dark in here... / Fred: Guess they haven't paid their electric bill... / Fred: So... now what? / <> / [[Room's lightened by a man under a cloak]] / Fooker: Uh... That's what...
GPF Archive: Monday, November 8, 1999 Fooker: Okay, I'm in an abandoned IBM warehouse surrounded by strange hooded figures... C'mon, think Jason! Think! / Fooker: Eh... What's up doc? / HoodedZero: Jason Barker... your time has come... / Fooker: Darn! Too much Cartoon Network!
GPF Archive: Tuesday, November 9, 1999 HoodedZero: We are the Brothers of the sacred twisted pair, keepers of the holy OS and holders of the private RSA keys to all things geeky. / HoodedZero: The infidel has defiled our sacred temple with his presence. It is fitting that we commit the forbidden rite and do to him as he justly deserves:... / Fooker: Gulp! / HoodedZero: Begin the initiation! / Fooker: Whew!
 
GPF Archive: Wednesday, November 10, 1999 Hooded: As you are initiated into the Brotherhood of the Twisted Pair, you must take the sacred oath... / Hooded: Do you swear to slander, debase, and otherwise put down all things Microsoft at every possible opportunity? / Fooker: Sure, why not? / Hooded: Do you swear to read "User Friendly" the comic strip religiously every day and worship Illiad, its creator? / Fooker: Just call me "UFie". / Hooded: Do you swear to uphold the ideals of open source, GNU, and Linux superiority? / Fooker: No GNUs is bad GNUs, I always say...
GPF Archive: Thursday, November 11, 1999 HoodedZero: Welcome, Brother Jason, to the Brotherhood of the Twisted Pair! You have passed our tests in record time, and have proven yourself worthy of membership. / HoodedZero: We hold the answer to all things geeky. We hold the reins of open source. We know the dark secrets of Windows 2000, and we log over a million Quake frags every hour. / Fooker: Kewl! / Fred: Man, these losers need to get a life. / HoodedZero: ?!
GPF Archive: Friday, November 12, 1999 BrotherTwo: W-what was that you said? / Fooker: I didn't say anything... / Fred: I mean, look at this bunch of nerds... / BrotherTwo: We are not nerds! We are geeks! / BrotherZero: You test our patience, brother... / Fooker: But, I-- / Fred: Hey! Where's Bill Gates? / BrotherTwo: He has spoken the vile name of the great evil! / BrotherZero: He must be punished! Seize him! / Fooker: B-But, it was the slime mold! / Fred: Yeah, right.
GPF Archive: Saturday, November 13, 1999 Fooker: Thanks a lot, Fred. The ultimate secret society of geeks taps me as a member, and you ruin it for me. / Fred: Sor-ry! / Fred: How was I to know Bill Gates was their antichrist? / Fooker: Duh! I thought you were the big online professor.... / <> / <> / [[A razor-sharp cd-rom cut Fooker's hair]] / Fred: ! / Fooker: Another razor-sharp CD-ROM. I must be third on their hit list after Gates and Al Gore... / Fred: Good thing is, if they're not playing Quake, they can't aim...
GPF Archive: Monday, November 15, 1999 Ki: Nick, phone. / Nick: Thanks, Ki. / Nick: Nick. / Dr. Wisebottom: Nicholas? It's Dr. Wisebottom. / Nick: Uncle Wise? / Dr. Wisebottom: I need you to bring your friends to my lab tonight. Be there by seven. / <> / Ki: What was THAT all about? / Nick: I don't know, but somehow I'm afraid... VERY afraid...
 
GPF Archive: Tuesday, November 16, 1999 Fooker: So I finally get to meet your elusive uncle, Dr. Wisebottom, huh? / Nick: Yes, but I'll warn you, he's quite eccentric. Actually, I'm worried. / Nick: Whenever he does this, he wants to show off a new invention, which usually goes haywire and we end up running for our lives. Be prepared for the unexpected. / Fooker: AHHHHHH! It's a wrinkly old guy! / Dr. Wisebottom: Ah, you must be Fooker...
GPF Archive: Wednesday, November 17, 1999 Dr. Wisebottom: You should feel quite honored, young ones. It is quite rare for others to see my work here in the lab. / Nick: Most people are too afraid to enter. / Dr. Wisebottom: Within these walls have been conceived some of the greatest inventions of all time. / Nick: Yep. He's a real legend in his own mind. / Dr. Wisebottom: Do I do note a hint of sarcasm present to the room? / Fooker: I believe I would call it youthful disrespect, sir. / Nick: Et tu, Brute?
GPF Archive: Thursday, November 18, 1999 Be as skeptical as you want, my nephew, but my newest invention will certainly revolutionize all our lives. / Voila! / What...is it? / It's a time machine. Can't you tell? / Well, it does kinda have that George Pal look, but only a total geek would know-- / I knew it was a time machine...
GPF Archive: Friday, November 19, 1999 Nick: Uncle Wise, you can't be serious! A time machine? Have you considered the consequences of this? / Nick: What about a paradox? What if you go back and kill your own grandfather? Man was not meant to toy with such things. My word, man! Your "gift to mankind" may be its undoing! / Wisebottom: Yes... but wouldn't it be fun? / Fooker: I'm really starting to like this guy...
GPF Archive: Saturday, November 20, 1999 Nick: Come on, Ki. You have to back me up on this. This time machine is nothing but trouble. / Ki: Convincing ME isn't the problem, Nick. / Ki: There's just so much we don't know about time travel. It's too risky. It's Fooker we need to worry about... / Wisebottom: Wanna take her for a spin? / Fooker: AND HOW!
 

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