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Number One: Employment Sucks {{Title: Number One: Employment Sucks}} / Martin: Hey Pintsize, I'm home. / Pintsize: You look sad. How was your day? / Martin: It sucked. I hate my job. / Martin: After 8 hours of sending faxes, licking envelopes, and dealing with idiotic people on the phone, a guy can get pretty unhappy about his lot in life. I wish I knew what would cheer me up. / Pintsize: Hook me up to the monitor. I'll download you some nice, cheerful porn. / Martin: Ugh, that's like masturbating in front of the family dog. / {{Footer: Copyright 2003 J. Jacques}}
Number One: Employment Sucks [[Marten's t-shirt: says "Teh"]] / Marten: Hey Pintsize, I'm home. / Pintsize: You look sad. How was your day? / Marten: It sucked. I hate my job. / Marten: After 8 hours of sending faxes, licking envelopes, and dealing with idiotic people on the phone, a guy can get pretty unhappy about his lot in life. / I wish I knew what could cheer me up. / Pintsize: Hook me up to the monitor. I'll download you some nice, cheerful porn. / Marten: Ugh. That's like masturbating in front of the family dog.
Number One: Employment Sucks Marten: Hey Pintsize, I'm home. / Pintsize: You look sad. How was your day? / Marten: It sucked. I hate my job. / Marten: After 8 hours of sending faxes, licking envelopes, and dealing eith idiotic people on the phone, a guy can get pretty unhappy about his lot in life. I wish I knew what would cheer me up. / Pintsize: Hook me up to the monitor. I'll download you some nice, cheerful porn. / Marten: Ugh, that's like masterbating in front of the family dog.
Questionable Content: New comics every Monday through Friday Marten: Hey Pintsize, I'm home. / Pintsize: You look sad. How was your day? / Marten: It sucked. I hate my job. / Marten: After eight hours of sending faxes, licking envelopes, and dealing with idiotic people on the phone, a guy can get pretty unhappy about his lot in life. I wish I knew what would cheer me up. / Pintsize: Hook me up to the monitor. I'll download you some nice, cheerful porn. / Marten: Ugh, that's like masturbating in front of the family dog.
Number One: Employment Sucks Maten: hey Pintsize. I'm home. / Pintsize: You look sad. How was your day? / Marten: it sucked. I hate my job. / Marten: After 8 hours of sending faxes, likcing envelopes, and dealing with idiotic people on the phone, a guy can get pretty unhappy about his lot in life I wish I knew what would cheer me up. / Pintsize: Hook me up to the monitor. I'll download you some nice, cheerful porn. / Marten: Ugh. that's like masturbating in front of the family dog.
#1: Employment Sucks Panel 1 / Marten: Hey Pintsize, I'm home. / Panel 2 / Pintsize: You look sad. How was your day? / Marten: It sucked. I hate my job. / Panel 3 / Marten: After 8 hours of sending faxes, licking envelopes, and dealing with idiotic people on the phone, a guy can get pretty unhappy about his lot in life. I wish i knew what would cheer me up. / Panel 4 / Pintsize: Hook me up to the monitor. I'll download you some nice, cheerful porn. / Marten: Ugh. That's like masturbating in front of the family dog.
Employment Sucks Marten: Hey Pintsize, I'm home. / Pintsize: You look sad. / Pintsize: How was your day? / Marten: It sucked. I hate my job. / Marten: After 8 hours of sending faxes, licking envelopes, and dealing with idiotic people on the phone, a guy can get pretty unhappy about his lot in life. / Marten: I wish I knew what would cheer me up. / Pintsize: Hook me up to the monitor. I'll download you some nice, cheerful porn. / Marten: Ugh, that's like masturbating in front of the family dog.
Number Two: While You Were Out... {{Title: Number Two: While You Were Out...}} / Martin: I'm going out to the bar. I should be back in a couple hours. / Pintsize: What should I do while you're gone? / Martin: Well what do you usually do when I'm not home? / Pintsize: Sometimes I calculate prime numbers, but usually I just run the SETI screensaver until I get sleepy and go into standby mode. It gets lonely by myself. / Martin: Don't you have other computer friends you can talk to? You do have a wireless Internet connection, you know. / Marvin: And look on the bright side- you don't have to worry about drinking too much and puking for the rest fo the night. / Pintsize: Three-hour conversations about the latest Intel chipsets are enough to make me spew my RAM all over the place. / {{Footer: Copyright 2003 J. Jacques}}
Number Two: While You Were Out... Panel 1 / Marten: I'm going out to the bar. I should be back in a couple hours. / Pintsize: What should I do while you're gone? / Panel 2 / Marten: Well what do you usually do when I'm not home? / Pintsize: Sometimes I calculate prime numbers, but usually I just run the SETI screensaver until I get sleepy and go into standby mode. It gets lonely by myself. / Panel 3 / Marten: Don't you have other computer friends you can talk to? You do have a wireless internet connection, you know. / Panel 4 / Marten: And look on the bright side- you don't hvae to worry about drinking too much and puking for the rest of the night. / Pintsize: Three-hour conversations about the latest Intel chipsets are enough to make me spew my RAM all over the place.
Questionable Content: New comics every Monday through Friday {{ Number Two: While You Were Out... }} / Marten: I'm going out to the bar. I should be back in a couple hours. / Pintsize: What should I do while you're gone? / Marten: Well what do you usually do when I'm not home? / Pintsize: Sometimes I calculate prime numbers, but usually I just run the SETI screensaver until I get sleepy and go into standby mode. It gets lonely by myself. / Marten: Don't you have other computer friends you can talk to? you do have a wireless Internet connection, you know. / Marten: And look on the bright side- you don't have to worry about drinking too much and puking for the rest of the night. / Pintsize: Three-hour conversations about the latest Intel chipsets are enough to make me spew my RAM all over the place.
Number Three: True Professionals {{Title: Number Three: True Professionals}} / Steve: Dude, if you hate your job so much why don't you just quit? / Martin: I dunno... / Martin: Any other place willing to hire me would probably suck just as much. I don't know what I want to do for a living, I don't want to go back to school, and even if I did want to I don't know what I would study. / Steve: If only indie girls would pay you to stare at them but never work up the courage to actually say hello. You'd be a millionaire. / Martin: I could make business cards! "Marten Reed, Professional Indie Ogler." / {{Footer: Copyright 2003 J. Jacques}}
Number 3: True Professionals [In the pub] / Steve: Dude, if you hate your job so much, why don't you just quit? / Marten: I dunno... / Marten: Any other place willing to hire me would probably suck just as much. I don't know what I want to do for a living. I don't want to go back to school, and even if I did want to I don't know what I would study. / [Faye walks by, Marten and Steve watch] / Steve: If only Indie girls would pay you to stare at them but never work up the courage to actually say hello. You'd be a millionare. / Marten: I could make buisiness cards! "Marten Reed, Professional Indie Ogler."
Number Four: Faye Cuts to the Chase {{Title: Number Four: Faye Cuts to the Chase}} / Faye: So, why DO you indie boys never work up the guts to talk to girls? / Marten: ...guh? / Faye: It sounds like you're only capable of stuttering unintelligibly right now, so I'll explain myself. My name's Faye, and I'm new in town. I don't have any friends here yet, so I was wondering if maybe you'd want to hang out sometime. Just friends, though - no romance. Does that make any sense? I just wanted to get all teh awkward crap out of the way if we're gonna be friends. / Marten: Well, Steve and I were just gonna head back to my place and play video games. You're welcome to come along if you want. / Faye: Okay, sounds like fun. Any other awkward stuff to get out of the way first? / Marten: Are we allowed to lust after you in secret? / Faye: If I sense any lusting, I will stab you and then poop in the wound. / Steve: Your drawers are safe as Fort Knox. / {{Footer: Copyright 2003 J. Jacques}}
Number 4: Faye Cuts to the Chase Panel 1 / Faye: So, why DO you indie boys never work up the guts to talk to girls? / Marten: ...guh? / Panel 2 / Faye: It sounds like you're only capable of stuttering unintelligibly right now, so I'll explain myself. My name's Faye, and I'm new in town. I don't have any friends here yet, so I was wondering if maybe you'd want to hang out sometime. Just friends, though- no romance. Does that make any sense? I just wanted to get all the awkward crap out of the way if we're gonna be friends. / Panel 3 / Marten: Well, Steve and I were just gonna head back to my place and play video games. You're welcome to come along if you want. / Faye: Okay, sounds like fun. Any other awkward stuff to get out of the way first? / Panel 4 / Marten: Are we allowed to lust after you in secret? / Faye: If I sense any lusting, I will stab you and then poop in the wound. / Steve: Your drawers are safe as Fort Knox.
Questionable Content: New comics every Monday through Friday {{ Number Four: Faye Cuts to the Chase }} / Faye: So why DO you indie boys never work up the guts to talk to girls? / Marten: ...guh? / Faye: It sounds like you're only capable of stuttering unintelligibly right now, so I'll explain myself. My name's Faye, and I'm new in town. I don't have any friends here yet, so I was wondering if maybe you'd want to hang out sometime. Just friends, though- no romance. Does that make any sense? I just wanted to get all the awkward crap out of the way if we're gonna be friends. / Marten: Well, Steve and I were just gonna head back to my place and play video games. You're welcome to come along if you want. / Faye: Okay, sounds like fun. Any other awkward stuff to get out of the way first? / Marten: Are we allowed to lust after you in secret? / Faye: If I sense any lusting, I will stab you and then poop in the wound. / Steve: Your drawers are safe as Fort Knox.
Number Five: Chicks Dig Disc Drives {{Title: Number Five: Chicks Dig Disc Drives}} / Marten: So, uh, this is my place. You have ten seconds to guess my favorite color. Here's a hint: It is the favorite color of depressed people! / Faye: Haha, gee could it be blue? / Faye: Ooh, you have an AnthroPC! He's so cute! What's your name little guy? / Pintsize: I'm Pintsize. Nice to meet you. / Faye: So can you do all that crazy holographic stuff the AnthroPCs in the commercials can do? / Pintsize: Well, I'm a pretty basic model, so I don't have much of that fancy stuff. This is pretty much the coolest thing I can do. / <> / <> / Faye: OH MY GOD CUTEST THING EVAR!!! / Marten: Funny, when I do that girls usually call the police. / Pintsize: You don't have my raw electromagnetism. / {{Footer: Copyright 2003 J. Jacques}}
Number 5: Chicks Dig Disk Drives PANEL 1 / Marten:So, uh, this is my place. You have ten seconds to guess my favorite color. / Steve: Here's a hint: It is the favorite color of depressed people! / Faye: Haha, gee could it be... blue? / PANEL 2 / Faye: Ooh, you have an AnthroPC! He's so cute! What's your name, little guy? / Pintsize: I'm Pintsize. Nice to meet you. / Faye: So can you do all that crazy holographic stuff the AntroPCs in the commercials can do? / PANEL 3 / Pintsize: Well, I'm a pretty baisic model, so I don't have much of that fancy stuff. This is pretty much the coolest thing I can do. / <> / PANEL 4 / <> / PANEL 5 / Faye: OH MY GOD CUTEST THING EVAR!!! / Marten: Funny, when I do that girls usually call the police. / Pintsize: You don't have my raw electro-magnetism.
Questionable Content: New comics every Monday through Friday {{ Number Five: Chicks Dig Disc Drives }} / Marten: So, uh, this is my place. You have ten seconds to guess my favorite color. / Steve (off-panel): Here's a hint: It is the favorite color of depressed people! / Faye: Haha, gee could it be... blue? / Faye: Ooh, you have an AnthroPC! He's so cute! What's your name, little guy? / Pintsize: I'm Pintsize. Nice to meet you. / Faye: So can you do all that crazy holographic stuff the AntroPCs {{sic}} in the commericals {{sic}} can do? / Pintsize: Well, I'm a pretty basic model, so I don't have much of that fancy stuff. This is pretty much the coolest thing I can do. / [[ pushes button on midriff ]]<< beep >> / << bzzzk >>[[ cd-ish disc ejects from Pintsize's midriff ]] / Faye: OH MY GOD CUTEST TIHNG EVAR {{sic}} !!! / Marten: Funny, when I do that girls usually call the police. / Pintsize: You don't have my raw electromagnetism.
 
Number 6: The Hazards of Internal Monologue Panel 1 / Marten: Holy crap, there's a hot girl in my apartment. Been a while since THAT'S happened. Of course she's not interested in me, but hey what can you do... / Panel 2 / Faye: You can get me a glass of water is what you can do. / Marten: Gah! I uh duh buh YES WATER RIGHT / Panel 3 / Marten: Oh man I am such an idiot. She totally heard me talking to myself just now. Way to go, Marten, you've made a total ass of yourself. Speaking of asses, Faye's got one hell of a nice- / <> / Panel 4 / Faye: I'm still right here, you know. / Marten: Gah! Dammit!
Questionable Content: New comics every Monday through Friday {{ Number Six: The Hazards of Internal Monologue }} / [[ Marten in kitchen facing open refrigerator ]] / Marten: Holy crap, there's a hot girl in my apartment. Been a while since THAT'S happened. Of course, she's not interested in me, but hey what can you do... / [[ Faye behind Marten at entrance to kitchen ]] / Faye: You can get me a glass of water is what you can do. / Marten: Gah! I uh duh buh YES WATER RIGHT / [[ Close up of Marten and fridge; sound rising from below ]]<< FSSSSHHH >> / Marten: Oh man I am such an idiot. She totally heard me talking to myself just now. Way to go, Marten, you've made a total ass of yourself. / Marten: Speaking of asses, Faye's got one hell of a nice- / [[ Marten turned around facing Faye holding out glass of water ]] / Faye: I'm still right here, you know. / Marten: Gah! Dammit!
Questionable Content Number 7: Indie Bonding / TRANSCRIPT: / PANEL 1 / Faye: I like this song. Who is this? / Marten: Enon. The guy for Brainiac's new band. / Steve: I will destroy you at this game! / PANEL 2 / Faye: Ah, out comes the indie cred. / Marten: No, no, I'm just a music nerd, not some elitist hipster jerk. / Steve: Hah! Round one is mine! / PANEL 3 / Marten: Hey have you heard of Broken Social Scene? / Faye: Yeah! Their record is totally the best of the year. They are TOTALLY rad/ / Steve: Once again I am victorious! / PANEL 4 / Marten: Wow, an indie girl who knows her shit. I though you all just faked it to look good at shows. / Faye: I don't NEED to fake it to look good. / Steve: Face it, you're no match for a human opponent. / Pintsize: That's because I don't have thumbs!
Number 8: Sexy Ports PANEL 1 / Faye: I had fun tonight. We should do this again sometime. / Steve: You're welcome to hang out anytime. / Marten: 'Night, kids. / PANEL 2 / Pintsize: Fay is nice. Is she going to be your girlfriend now? / Marten: Heh. No, she said she wasn't interested. / PANEL 3 / Pintsize: I'm sorry. You look disappointed. / Marten: Yeah, I guess I am. Which is fucked up, because I should be happy to at least have made a new friend. / PANEL 4 / Pintsize: Faye said I was cute. Maybe she'll be MY girlfriend! / Marten: What the hell would you do with a human girlfriend? / Pintsize: I would... uh... that is she could, um, play with my ethernet port? / Marten: Okay that is sad and a little disturbing. I'm going to bed.
Number Nine: Two Ships Passing In Broad Daylight PANEL 1 / Marten: Two extra-large mochas, please. / Sara: Need the caffeine, huh? That'll be $7.50. / PANEL 2 / Sara: (thinking) This guy's pretty cute. Rockin' the starving emo boy look. I bet he gets all the girls. / PANEL 3 / Marten: (thinking) Jesus, she's cute. Rockin' the fashionable without being a hipster look. I bet dudes totally hit on her all the time at work. / PANEL 4 / Sara: Is there anything else you need? / Marten: (thinking) I need to ask you out. / Sara: (thinking) You need to ask me out. / PANEL 5 / Marten: Uh... nah, that's it... / Sara: Okay, have a nice day then... / Marten: (thinking) Dammit! / Sara: (thinking) Dammit!
Questionable Content: New comics every Monday through Friday Faye: Hi Sara, sorry I'm late. Has it been busy? / Sara: Nah, just the usual Saturday crowd... / Faye: Uh oh, sounds like that BOY you've been lusting for was in again. / Sara: Yeah, he was. And I didn't have the guts to ask him out, either. / Faye: Why don't you just talk to him? / Sara: I dunno, he seems so shy. Like if I struck up a conversation he'd just panic and run out of the building or something. / Faye: Heh, that sounds like this guy I met last night. Nice kid, but totally awkward around girls. / Sara: What do you think would happen if I just grabbed him and raped him behind the counter next time he comes in? / Faye: I think you would fulfull a fantasy shared by every shy, submissive boy on the planet. Rape away!
Coffeeshop Lust PANEL 1 / Faye: Hi Sara, sorry I'm late. Has it been busy? / Sara: Nah, just the usual Saturday crowd... / PANEL 2 / Faye: Uh oh, sounds like that BOY you've been lusting for was in again. / Sara: Yeah, he was. And I didn't have the guts to ask him out, either. / PANEL 3 / Faye: Why don't you just talk to him? / Sara: I dunno, he seems so shy. Like if I struck up a conversation he'd just panic and run out of the building or something. / PANEL 4 / Faye: Heh, that sounds like this guy I met last night. Nice kid, but totally awkward around girls. / Sara: What do you think would happen if I just grabbed him and raped him behind the counter next time he comes in? / Faye: I think you would fulfill a fantasy shared by every shy, submissive boy on the planet. Rape away!
Number Ten: Coffeeshop Lust Faye: Hi Sara, sorry I'm late. Has it been busy? / Sara: Nah, just the usual Saturday crowd... <> / Faye: Uh oh, sounds like that BOY you've been lusting for was in again. / Sara: Yeah, he was. And I didn't have the guts to ask him out, either. / Faye: Why do't you just talk to him? / Sara: I dunno, he seems so shy. Like if I struck up a conversation he'd just panic and run out of the building or something. / Faye: Heh, that sounds like this guy I met last night. Nice kid, but totally awkward around girls. / Sara: What do you think would happen if I just grabbed him and raped him behind the counter the next time he comes in? / Faye: I think you would fulfill a fantasy shared by every shy, submissive boy on the planet. Rape away!
 
Questionable Content: New comics every Monday through Friday Marten: What am I doing with my life? / Pintsize: Well, right now you're watching Cartoon Network and moping, just like you do every Saturday afternoon. / Marten: No, I mean what's the point? Why do I get to go to a job I hate five days a week only to spend every weekend dreading the coming monday? / Pintsize: Hehe, yeah, that does sound like a pretty empty, pointless existence. / [[Marten glares hatefully at pintsize:]] / Marten: You're not helping, you know. / Pintsize: Wait, I'm supposed to be HELPING?
Number Eleven: The Wrong Thing At The Wrong Time PANEL 1 / Marten: What am I doing with my life? / Pintsize: Well, right now you're watching Cartoon Network and moping, just like you do every Saturday afternoon. / PANEL 2 / Marten: No, I mean what's the point? Why do I get to go to a job I hate five days a week only to spend every weekend dreading the coming Monday? / Pintsize: Hehe, yeah, that does sound like a prety empty, pointless existence. / PANEL 3 / Pregnant pause:... / / PANEL 4 / Marten: You're not helping, you know. / Pintsize: Wait, I'm supposed to be HELPING?
Questionable Content: New comics every Monday through Friday [[Marten is at home, wearing a "TEH" t-shirt]] / <> / [[Marten opens the door, finding Faye standing there]] / Marten: Oh, hi Faye- / Faye: I am bored and ravenous. Come have dinner with me. / [[They walk on the street together, when Faye's cellphone starts ringing]] / <> / Faye: Woops, cell phone. / [[Faye answers the call]] / Faye: Hello? Oh, hey mom. Nothing much, just going out' to dinner with a friend. Yes, a boy. No, it's not a date. NO, I didn't bring the tazer. Mom, he's not a serial rapist, he's a nice guy. Okay I have to go. Bye mom. / Marten: Wow, is your mom always that concerned for your personal safety? / Faye: You're lucky she's not here in person. You'd have been maced for walking so close to me. / {{title text: Number Twelve: In The Interest Of Faye's Safety}}
Questionable Content: New comics every Monday through Friday TITLE BAR: Number Twelve: In The Interest Of Faye's Safety / PANEL 1 / [sound] Knock, Knock,Knock / PANEL 2 / [Marten] Oh, hi Faye. / [Faye] I am bored and ravenous. Come have dinner with me. / PANEL 3 / [Faye] Woops, cell phone. / [sound] ring,ring,ring / PANEL 4 / [Faye] Hello? Oh, hey mom. Nothing much, just going out to dinner with a friend. Yes, a boy. No, it's not a date. NO, I didn't bring the tazer. Mom, he's not a serial rapist, he's a nice guy. Okay I have to go. Bye mom / PANEL 5 / [Marten] Wow, is your mom always that concerned for your personal safety? / [Faye] You're lucky she's not here in person. You'd have been maced for walking so close to me.
Questionable Content: New comics every Monday through Friday [[Marten and Faye are walking the street, Marten wearing a "TEH" t-shirt, Faye wearing a white tank top. They are walking by some shop, which has following signs in its display window: "BUY SOME CRAP!" and "Merchandise is certainly for sale here!". Shop door has a "CLOSED" sign on it.]] / Faye: Hey, wanna see my patented method for getting someone's attention? / Marten: Okay, sure. / [[Faye pinches Marten's left nipple through his t-shirt.]] / <> / Marten: OW! / [[Marten puts his left hand over the nipple, looking startled. Faye is smiling happily.]] / Marten: Jesus Christ, whatever happened to a gentle tap on the shoulder? / Faye: It is impossible to ignore a girl who has your nipple in her vicelike grip. / {{title text: Number Thirteen: Achtung Nippel}}
Number Thirteen: Achtung Nippel PANEL 1 / Faye: Hey, wanna see my patented method for getting someone's attention? / [[Signs: BUY SOME CRAP! / Merchandise is... certainly... sale here!]] / PANEL 2 / Marten: Okay, sure. / PANEL 3 / [[Faye pinches Marten's nipple]] / Marten: OW! / PANEL 4 / Marten: Jesus Christ, whatever happened to a gentle tap on the shoulder? / Faye: It is impossible to ignore a girl who has your nipple in her vicelike grip.
Questionable Content: New comics every Monday through Friday [[Marten and Faye are walking the street. Marten has his "TEH" t-shirt, Faye is in her white tank top.]] / Faye: So, where are we going to eat? / Marten: Have you ever been to the Irony Cafe? It's really good. / Marten: They advertise as a "vegan" restaurant but serve steak and hamburgers. / Faye: That is both amazing and briliant. / Marten: You should see the horrified looks on hippies' faces when they read the menu! / [[Faye slaps her fist into palm of the other hand menacingly.]] / Faye: Hit 'em where it hurts- in their pretentious, misguided personal politics! / {{title text: Number Fourteen: Vegan Beef}}
Number Fourteen: Vegan Beef PANEL 1 / Faye: So, where are we going to eat? / PANEL 2 / Marten: Have you ever been to the Irony Cafe? It's really good. / PANEL 3 / Marten: They advertise as a "vegan" restaurant but serve steak and hamburgers. / Faye: That is both amazing and brilliant. / PANEL 4 / Marten: You should see the horrified looks on hippies' faces when they read the menu! / Faye: Hit 'em where it hurts- in their pretentious, misguided personal politics!
Questionable Content: New comics every Monday through Friday [[Inside the Ironic Cafe restaurant. Waitress is ready to take customer's order.]] / Customer: I can't believe you people serve lobster here! Boiling them alive in their shells... it's cruel and disgusting! / [[Waitress walks away.]] / Customer: That's right, walk away you filthy animal torturer! Go free those innocent animals that that you are exploiting! / [[Waitress returns with a live lobster on a plate.]] / Waitress: Here, I freed this one. He's all yours. / [[Lobster grabs strand of customer's hair, which runs away past arriving Marten and Faye, screaming.]] / Customer: AAAA GETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFF!!!
Number Fifteen: More Vegan Humor PANEL 1 / Customer: I can't believe you people serve lobster here! Boiling them alive in their shells... it's cruel and disgusting! / PANEL 2 / Customer: That's right, walk away you filthy animal torturer! Go free those innocent animals that you are exploiting! / PANEL 3 / Waitress: Here, I freed this one. He's all yours. / PANEL 4 / Customer: AAAA GETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFF!!!
 
Questionable Content {{title text: Number Sixteen: You're Ruining The Moment}} / Narrator: Questionable Content Presents: / Narrator: The Four Types of Annoying Concert-Goers / Narrator: The Fashion Whore / [[The Fashion Whore has black hair, black eyebrows, and a black goatee, and wears black sunglasses and a dark brown shirt. He's standing on the left, behind Marten]] / Fashion whore: I'd dance, but it would ruin my perfectly-tousled hair. / Narrator: The Chatterboxes / [[The talking chatterbox has blonde spiky hair, a red T-shirt with a yellow star on it, and a choker around her neck. Her friend is wearing a blue sweater. They're standing on the left, behind Marten]] / Chatterbox: Oh my God so she was like totally cheating on Scott with time and he had no idea but he was really hooking up with Carol anyway so I said to Julie... / Narrator: The One-Man Mosh Pit / [[The One-Man Mosh Pit has brown hair and a black shirt with a chest pocket, is throwing 'the horns' \m/ with one hand, and shoving Marten with the other]] / One-Man Mosh Pit: WOOOOO ROCKANDROLL!!! / <> / Narrator: The Frontline Soldier / [[Frontline Soldier is a blond guy talking at a thoroughly annoyed Marten]] / Frontline Soldier: Come on man let me up to the front my friends are up there give me a break man me through don't be dick come on / Narrator: Please, don't be any of these people.
Questionable Content: New Comics every Monday through Friday Title Bar: 16: You're Ruining the Moment / Panel 1 / Announcer : Questionable Content Presents The Four Types of Annoying Concert-Goers / Panel 2 / The Fashion Whore: I'd dance, but it would ruin my perfectly-tousled hair. / Panel 3 / The Chatterboxes : Oh my God so she was like totally cheating on Scott with time and he had no idea but he was really hooking up with Carol anyway so I said to Julie... / Panel 4 / The One-Man Mosh Pit : WOOOOO ROCKANDROLL!!! / Panel 5 / The Frontline Soldier : Come on man let me up to the front my friends are up there give me a break man me through don't be a dick come on / Martin : Please, don't be any of these people.
Number Seventeen: The Horror PANEL 1 / Faye: You know what I really hate? / Martin: Mm? / PANEL 2 / Faye: When you're pooping and it burns and you know you'll have to wipe like 40 times to get clean. / PANEL 3 / <> / PANEL 4 / [[Marten looks ill while Faye smirks]]
Number Eighteen: Children Do Not Belong There Faye: Whoo, I am STUFFED. / Marten: I was doing well, until you started talking about pooping and your butt and stuff. / Faye: Oh don't be such a wimp. Besides, guys are totally obsessed with girls asses anyway. / Marten: How so? / Faye: Look at any hardcore porno flick. 75% of them are like all anal all the time! Dudes are all about the butt-sex. / Marten: Eww, not THIS dude. / Marten: One of the core tenets of my sex life is "No poo-poo on the pee-pee." / Faye: How nice, you've condensed it into terms a four year old could understand. / Marten: Another one of my core tenets is "No four year olds on the pee-pee."
Number Nineteen: Better Than A Roll Of Dimes PANEL 1 / Faye: Hey, thanks for having dinner with me. It was really good. / Marten: No problem! I had a good time too. / PANEL 2 / Faye: It's so nice to have a friend in this town to hang out with. / PANEL 3 / [[Faye looks surprised]] / PANEL 4 / Faye: I'm just going to pretend that a roll of quarters in your pocket is what I feel poking into my hip. / Marten: OH UH YES IT IS LAUNDRY NIGHT FOR ME HA HA HA
Number Twenty: Not As Good As Pie PANEL 1 / Marten: Pintsize, I'm home. / / PANEL 2 / Marten: Wha- / Pintsize: I'm eating cake mix! / PANEL 3 / [[Marten in classic thinking position]] / PANEL 4 / Marten: I'm tempted to just put you in the oven and then eat you. / Pintsize: I would be DELICIOUS.
 
Number Twenty-One: The Death Penalty PANEL 1 / Marten: So it turns out he was eating cake mix all night while I was out with Faye. I'm almost done cleaning him out now. / Pintsize: It was delicious but it gave me indigestion. / PANEL 2 / Steve: Come on Pintsize, that's no way to get aHEAD in life. / PANEL 3 / Pintsize: I don't know what came over me! I just completely lost my HEAD! / PANEL 4 / Steve: If you learn from your mistakes you'll be making good HEADway! / Pintsize: Look at me, I'm John the Baptist! / Marten: I am going to murder the both of you.
Number Twenty-Two: The Most Dangerous Toast PANEL 1 / Marten: Wha? / PANEL 2 / Marten: Faye? What's wrong? / Faye: Marten, can I ask a HUGE favor of you? Could I maybe stay at your place for a little while? My apartment building burned down. / PANEL 3 / Marten: It BURNED DOWN? What happened? / Faye: Well, let's just say that I'm not very good at making toast. / PANEL 4 / Marten: YOU burned your apartment down? / Faye: Not completely! I mean, there was still ONE wall standing when I left...
Number Twenty-Three: Instant Hysterics PANEL 1 / Faye: You're sure it's okay that I stay here? I really hate to impose on you. / Marten: Don't worry about it. It's the least I can do. / PANEL 2 / Faye: Heh, my mom would completely lose her shit if she found out I was staying with some boy. / Marten: Better not let her find out then. / PANEL 3 / Marten: What are you doing? / PANEL 4 / Faye: Calling my mom. Sending her into fits of hysterics is my little way of saying "I love you." / Marten: Just don't give her my address. I don't want her breaking in and murdering me in my sleep.
Guest Strip Extravanga: Knights of the Old Do It Your Fucking Self PANEL 1 / Marten: Is it just me, or is KotOR a tad overrated? / Steve: How do you mean? / PANEL 2 / Marten: Don't get me wrong - strutting around the galaxy with a lightsaber in each hand is about as pimp as it gets / Steve: Did you just say "pimp"? / Marten: - it's just that everywhere I go people want me to help them with something. / Steve: That's true. / PANEL 3 / Martin: I just feel like, "find your own goddamn ewok shoes, I've got a galaxy to save and/or destroy!" / Pintsize: [Instruction]: Do not under-estimate the power of the DarkSide, meat-bag. / PANEL 4 / Steve: Sorry, what was that? / Pintsize: Nothing.
25 : The Look Of Doom PANEL 1 / Faye: Like my new haircut? / Marten: Looks nice. I was wondering where you ran off to. / PANEL 2 / Marten: As for sleeping arrangements, you can have my bed. I'll sleep on the couch. / Faye: No way! You sleep in your bed. I'm being intrusive enough already. / Marten: It's no probem, really. You take the bed. / PANEL 3 / Pintsize: Why don't you two just share the bed? / PANEL 4 / [[Faye glares at Marten. Marten gives chagrined smile.]] / PANEL 5 / Marten: Wait for her to blink, then make a run for it. / Pintsize: Affirmative.
 
Number Twenty-Six: Dress Code PANEL 1 / Faye: So is it just me, or is the concept of "indie cred" completely retarded? / Marten: I know what you mean. / PANEL 2 / Marten: Why should it matter how popular my favorite band is, or whether I bought my jeans at The Gap or the Salvation Army? / PANEL 3 / Faye: You buy clothes from The Gap? / PANEL 4 / Marten: Don't you smirk at me. I saw the Express Jeans tag sticking up from the back of your trousers. / Faye: Ah ha! I KNEW you've been secretly peeking at my bottom!
Number Twenty-Seven: No Love For The Emo PANEL 1 / Faye: So if you could beat up any emo band, who would you beat up? / Marten: Oh, definitely the dude from Dashboard Confessional. He seriously needs to stop whining about how some girl dumped him. / PANEL 2 / Marten: I'd also kick Jeremy Enigk's ass for making every Sunny Day Real Estate album since Diary. They should have just stopped then. / Faye: Seriously! You got it right, guys. Stop trying! / PANEL 3 / Faye: I'd assault From Autumn To Ashes for having the most stereotypically bad emo band name ever. / Marten: Hehe. From Autumn To Beatings! / PANEL 4 / Faye: I would also totally kick Cono Oberst's ass just for having that ridiculous hairdo. / Marten: Is he the dude from Bright Eyes? I always confuse him with Winona Ryder.
Number Twenty-Eight: Drama! PANEL 1 / Faye: Thanks again for letting me stay at your place, Marten. / Marten: It's no problem, you can stay as long as you want. / PANEL 2 / Marten: So I'll meet you here at 5:30 and then we'll go grab some dinner, ok? / Faye: Sounds great! / PANEL 3 / Sara: Had a busy weekend, eh? / Faye: Oh man, you have NO idea. That was the boy I was telling you about the other day! / PANEL 4 / Faye: And judging by your icy glare, he also happens to be the boy you've been lusting after for the past few weeks. / Sara: Bingo. / Faye: Shit. / Sara: Bingo again.
Number Twenty-Nine: Only Sort Of Relieved PANEL 1 / Sara: I can't believe my luck. It figures that the one boy I have the hots for would be seduced by a coworker. / Faye: Sara, listen to me. I didn't seduce him. / PANEL 2 / Faye: My apartment BURNED DOWN. I'm staying at his place becase I have nowhere else to go and he was kind enough to offer me his couch to sleep on. It's completely platonic. / PANEL 3 / Sara: / Faye: What is it now? / PANEL 4 / Sara: That means I still have to work up the guts to ask him out. / Faye: Oh no, you have to ASK A BOY OUT! Surely it is the most harrowing task ever visited upon a lass.
Number Thirty: Sudden Realizations PANEL 1 / Sara: Marten? Hi, my name's Sara. I just wanted to get something off my chest. / PANEL 2: / Sara: I've had a crush on you ever since you started coming in here. I was going to finally ask you out tonight, but I was thinking about it today and I realized something. It's not you as a PERSON that I've got a crush on, but the abstract concept of a "cute indie boy" that you represent. / Sara: It wouldn't be fair to hold you to some impossible standard, so I think it's best if I don't go out with you after all. / PANEL 3: / Sara: I wanted to thank you for helping me realize this. I feel a lot better now, about myself and about everything. Thank you. / PANEL 4: / Marten: What the fuck? / Faye: You almost had a date! But you got dumped at the last minute in favor of an epiphany.
 

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