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| Foiled Again! | Lincoln: Wait, if the ultimate baby is just a baby except fuzzy, aren't kittens pretty much the ultimate baby already? / Darwin: Curses! My plans have yet again been foiled by the creator! Curse you, Ichlor! CURSE YOUUUU!! / Ichlor: Man don't look at me. Ichlor not know where kittens come from. Ichlor sure never invent them. / Ichlor: Sides, what Darwin plans Ichlor ever foiled? / [[Darwin presents his notebook/journal.]]
/ Darwin: I've been keeping a log. / [[Zoom in on notebook/journal. Items are numerated.]]
/ Darwin's Notebook: 24: Prayed to Ichlor for a pet dinosaur. Status: Foiled. No dinosaur received.
/ Darwin's Notebook: 25: Drew up schematics for tower ascending to Heaven. Status: Foiled. Ichlor keeps Heaven underwater. Also: full of crabs & fish.
/ Darwin's Notebook: 26: Bought some new pants. Status: Foiled. Ichlor happened by and told me they look "real dorky."
/ Darwin's Notebook: 27: Tried to be an atheist. Status: Foiled. Ichlor refuses to stop existing. http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=689 |
| Independence Day '08 | Abe and George: Wooo! Fourth of July wooooo! / Liz: Ugh. What an obnoxious holiday. / Liz: "Oh look at me, I'm America. I'm proud of my heritage of insubordination and throwing tea into harbors. Blah blah blah." / Abe: George, you'd better go get the special fireworks. / [[George leaves.]] / [[Four fireworks are lined up vertically. They say:
/ SCREW
/ YOU
/ ENGLAND
/ PS TEA SUCKS]] / {{It's really the wasting of all that tea that bothers Liz.}} http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=690 |
| That Thing Where You See a Word Too Many Times | Shakespeare: Oh, William, William, William, William.
/ William, William, William, William. / Shakespeare: William, WILLiam, William.
/ Lincoln: Um. What's up, dude? / Shakespeare: Oh, uh, well you know I'm trying to write a play and um I'm trying to find the right word but then I just started writing the same word over and over and over and over and over and over and-- / Shakespeare Ghost: William...
/ WILLIAM!
/ William.
/ Anyway then I started to get that thing where you see a word too many times times it starts to lose it's meaning? / Lincoln: Oh, the thing where, like, at first you start to think your spelling the word wrong, then you start wondering if it's even a word at all?
/ Shakespeare: Yeah, and but deep down you know how real it is. / Text: inadequate
/ inadequate
/ inadequate
/ inadequate
/ inadequate
/ inadequate http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=691 |
| The Eight Year Itch | Abe: Oh man, ughhh!
/ Abe: I just thought of the best joke that would only have worked like 8 years ago! / Young Martha Washington: All right, let's hear it. / Abe: Well, remember that awful song by Limp Bizkit a while back that went like "Rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'" or whatever? / Young Martha Washington: I already hate where this is going. / Abe: No, see, the joke is some kind of sketch with like a housewife or Martha Stewart or someone with a rolling pin and they're rolling out some dough and singing the song! / [[EIGHT YEARS AGO:]]
/ Abe: Oh no! I didn't mean to run over you with my car, creepy gypsy woman!
/ Abe: Are you going to curse me now to forever think of bad jokes 8 years too late or something?
/ Gypsy Woman: No, man.
/ Gypsy Woman: That's like, the friggin human condition. / {{But I AM cursing you to periodically remember the existence of Limp Bizkit.}} http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=692 |
| Favorite Words | Young Martha Washington: So what's your favorite word?
/ I think my fave-of-the-moment is probably "bailiwick." It's a little silly, a little old-school, and I like the way it rolls off the tongue. Bailiwick! / Abe Lincoln: Oh, I'd have to say probably my favorite of right now is "crocodile." Yeah, crocodile. Croc-o-diiiiile. / Crocodile With a Beard: Yeah, baaay-bay! You like the way it feels to say it in your mouth? / Lincoln: Crocodile With a Beard!? Where'd you come from?? / Crocodile with a Beard: The crocodile is known for using submersion and stealth to approach his prey unseen... / [[Crocodile menaces Lincoln, whispers through Lincoln's head]] Crocodile With a Beard: baaay-bay / {{Alt text: I like the way it feels when I say it in my armpit.}} http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=693 |
| Stop Making Sense | Thinkin' Lincoln : A Weekdaily Webcomic | {{Title text: Yeah, Darwin quit medical school if you were wondering.}} / [[Darkness]] / Elizabeth II: Abe?
/ George Washington: You OK, man? / Abe Lincoln: Wh-what is going on here? / Washington: You took a nasty blow to the noggin, dude. Do you remember? / Lincoln: Do I...what? Wait, aren't you George Washington? How am I even talking to you? / You died ten years before I was born! / Lincoln: And you! You're Queen Elizabeth II... you weren't born until six decades after my death! / Lincoln: ...and I'm Abe Lincoln. I'm dead. / Lincoln: None of this makes ANY SENSE! / Charles Darwin: Calm down, Abe. You've just got a bit of amnesia. Everything's all right. / Lincoln: All right? Charles Darwin, we were contemporaries, but you're not a medical doctor. That doesn't make sense! / Darwin: Actually, I was an apprentice doctor for a time, and I did study medicine at the University of Edinburg... / Lincoln: Oh. I did not know that. But still...! / [[Bluish Vampire Charles Dickens visible]] Lincoln: Why is Dickens a vampire? / Lincoln: Why does Newton talk like a southern hillbilly stereotype?
/ Newton: It ain't right. / [[Amelia Earhart visible]] Lincoln: Amelia Earhart went missing in the late 1930s using technology invented 40 years after my death. But I'm supposed to believe that we are friends? / [[Ichlor, the Fishy Fish God of Fish visible]] Lincoln: God is a weird fish guy... / [[El Tiburablo, the "Spanish"-named Shark Devil/Devil Shark visible]] Lincoln: And the devil is a shark with a mustache? / [[Theodore Mewsevelt, a gray cat bearing Theodore Roosevelt's face visible]] Lincoln: AND WHAT THE HELL IS THIS THING?? / Lincoln: None of it makes ANY SENSE!!! / Darwin: Welp! I think I know what to do to lick this whole amnesia problem in the bud. / [[Darwin strikes Lincoln on the head with a club: CRACK!]] / [[Tombstone reads:
/ "HERE LIES ABRAHAM
/ LINCOLN
/ DIED OF BLUNT
/ TRAUMA TO THE
/ HEAD"]] / [[Head pokes through ground in front of tombstone]] Lincoln: PSYCH! / [[Lincoln shown with skeleton face] Lincoln: Guys I knew what was going on the whole time! I'm not really dead- / Oh, awkward. http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=694 |
| ACTING! | Shakespeare: Hey so um, Abe, um, remember the other day I was telling you how I'm writing a new play?
/ I was kinda, uh, wondering if, if maybe you would consider playing the lead part in it? / Lincoln: Yeah, sure! I rock butts at acting! / Shakespeare[[aside]]: Sheesh that's a relief since everyone else refused.
/ Lincoln: Uh, I could still hear that aside. / Shakespeare: OK well! Anyway! You'll be playing a salesman. His name is Joe and he's a bit down on his luck. Why don't you try out this scene. / [[Lincoln is perusing the script. The script reads:]]
/ Joe's dining room.
/ Enter Joe.
/ Joe is making breakfast. In his bowl are the shredded remains of past-due bills, a foreclosure notice, and his dead children's report cards in which all the grades are F. Over this, he pours gin from a plastic bottle. / Lincoln: OK but check this out: this is my "acting face." Pretty good right?
/ [[Lincoln makes a ridiculous face]] / {{Part of a balanced breakfast!}} http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=695 |
| Skeleton Shakespeare, Play-re-wright | Shakespeare: OK, so uh, in this next part of the play, your character dies and- / Lincoln[[eating a popsicle]]: Oh, are we still doing that? I thought we were doing popsicles now. / Shakespeare: ... / [[SOON:]]
/ Shakespeare: William, you don't need him. There's a much better way to end this play. / [[Old script scratched out angrily. New script reads:]]
/ Enter Joe the Skeleton Warrior
/ Joe has returned from the dead as a [[underlined]]badass skeleton with a camouflage headband and crossed bandoliers and he has come to kick serious butts and get revenge / [[Sign says Prop Dept.]]
/ Shakespeare[[wearing a camouflage headband with fire in his eyes]]: We're gonna need more machine guns. / {{Oh, it's time to put up my comic for today? I thought we were doing popsicles now.}} http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=696 |
| Shakespeare's New Play | Shakespeare[[making sound effects, holding an invisible machine gun]]: uht-uht-uht-uht-uht-uht-uht-uht-uht / Washington[[to Lincoln]]: What's he doing?
/ Shakespeare[[in the background]]: pchew pchew pchew / Lincoln: I guess he's putting on a play? Also, pretending he has a machine gun. / Shakespeare: I'm getting my revenge on you all! AHHH! Now I'm killing a dinosaur!
/ BLAOW! / Washington: This play is... kind of awesome. / [[Newspaper showing the headline:]]
/ EXTRA!!
/ SHAKESPEARE'S NEW PLAY HIS BEST EVER
/ WAY BETTER THAN HAMLET
/ DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON ROMEO & JULIET / {{AHHHH! Now I'm killing the king of Poland!}} http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=697 |
| Animal Lookalikes | Lincoln: Whoa, holy crampons! Look, there's a guy over there walking his dog, and the dog looks just like him! / Washington: Big deal. I one time saw a dog that looked exactly like the guy who played the crazy ghost in the subway in Ghost. You know, the one that teaches Patrick Swayze to be a poltergeist? / Lincoln: Wow, you saw a Vincent Schiavelli dog?
/ Washington: Yep. / Lincoln: You know, now that you mention it, I guess I have always kind of thought that sharks look like Alan Rickman. / Big scary shark who looks amazingly like Alan Rickman: HARRY POTTAH! / Big scary shark who looks amazingly like Alan Rickman: Ugh, this is so demeaning. I've got an extensive body of work- I've done a lot more than play evil wizards, you know! / {{RIP crazy subway ghost guy}} http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=698 |
| Constructive Criticism | Abraham Lincoln: Geez, what a grouch!
/ Abraham Linocln: Man, Raspy, you ever notice how people always say they want constructive criticism, but they never really do? / Rasputin: Well what happened? / Abraham Lincoln: All I did was I told George he had a stupid face and he should consider getting a new face that's less stupid. / Rasputin: I guess that is technically constructive. You propose a critique and then suggest a method of solving the problem. / Rasputin: Sorry George, the rules of society say you have to accept constructive criticism. It's in the social contract. / Lincoln: Here, let me help you.
/ Lincoln: There! That's much less stupid.
/ George Washington: friggin' social contract... / {{I figure there's got to be some kind of pun on 'reconstructive criticism' here but I got no talent for puns.}} http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=699 |
| Math Schmath | Pythagoras: 700 is a Harshad number, which means that it's divisible by the sum of its digits. It's also the sum of four consecutive prime numbers! / Lincoln: Wow, I don't know how you do it, man. Going around, caring about math. / Pythagoras: What are you talking about! Math is hugely important ... everything runs on math! / Lincoln: That's not what I heard, man. I mean maybe that's what it was like back in 500 BC or whatever when you drove rocks for cars and had wooden hair dryers, but things have changed. / Pythagoras: No ... no, it can't be ... / {{panel shows a poster-type shot of Pythagoras with a tear in his eye. The caption reads:}} MATH -- NEVER FORGET http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=700 |
| Graffiti: A How-To | Abe Lincoln: Geez McCheese! The dudes who draw graffiti are so dumb! / Queen Elizabeth II: Oh I quite agree! Bunch of idiotic hooligans is what they are! / Lincoln: I mean are they literally trying to get caught? / If not, why do they practice a crime that mostly consists of illegally writing your name on something? / Lincoln: I'm gonna go out there and show these punks how it's done. / Elizabeth: OK well I think this is the part where I stop agreeing. / [[Graffiti on red brick wall reads: yeah right like im gonna put my name on here
/ nice try cops]] / {{Alt text: The cops really thought they were going to catch the graffiti dude by allowing that wall to be there.}} http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=701 |
| Hooliganery | Edgar Allan Poe: Lincoln dude, what the hell. Why are you writing things about me on your blog! / Abraham Lincoln: Edgar Allan Poe! No I'm not! / [[Lincoln's blog]] and that's why I pooped.
/ But anyway, I have this friend, let's call him Bedgar Ballan Bpoe. The guy's kind of a d-bag if you want to know the truth. (The d stands for douche.) (So I'm saying he's a douche bag.) The other day I saw him at the grocery store totally being a jerk to this old lady! Like, he kept grabbing stuff she was trying to put in her cart and slamming it into his cart before she could. Stuff he didn't even need, unless he needs a bunch of vitamins and old lady diapers. Which maybe he does but it's no excuse for his behavior and I don't / Narrator: THE OTHER DAY
/ Abraham Lincoln: Hey Poe! It was cool to run into you here, at the grocery store!
/ Edgar Allan Poe: Yeah dude! All right, see ya later. / Abraham Lincoln: Oh my gosh, what is he doing! / Queen Elizabeth II: Oh, Bedgar Ballan Bpoe, why do you have to be such a ne'er-do-well hooligan?
/ [[Bedgar Ballan Bpoe looks like Edgar Allan Poe except with brown hair and a goatee.]]
/ Bedgar Ballan Bpoe: I do what I want! http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=702 |
| Blog Consequences, or Blogsequences | Bedgar Ballan Bpoe [[brown-haired Edgar Allan Poe with goatee]]: What the crap, Lincoln! You wrote on your blog about me! / Abraham Lincoln: Bedgar Ballan Bpoe! No I didn't! / Excerpt from Abraham Lincoln's blog: so then I karate chopped it. Oh by the way, yesterday I got in trouble for writing about someone on this blog. Apparently some of the people I know read it, go figure. UNRELATEDLY I know a guy who is a real jerk-wad fart-face. We'll call him Snedgar Snallan Snow. This guy is a real turd-hopper and honestly I could totally beat him up if I wanted to. I wouldn't even think twice I'd just be all "WHA-CHOW!!" right on his face and he would cry like the tiniest baby you can even imagine. Then he would c / Snedgar Snallan Snow [[grey-haired Edgar Allan Poe with full beard]]: Are you writing about me in your blog!
/ Abraham Lincoln: Snedgar Snallan Snow! No! I was writing about, uh, Wedgar Wallan Woe. / Wedgar Wallan Woe [[redhead Edgar Allan Poe with sideburns]]: You're doing what now! / THE SECRET ORIGIN OF EDGAR ALLAN POE
/ Edgar Allan Poe: Yeah so anyway I was bitten by a radioactive The Name Game and now whenever you replace the first letter in my name a new dude appears. / {{title text: There's a rule that when you're trying to pretend you're not talking about someone, you have to use their name but with the first letters changed uniformly.]] http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=703 |
| WASH ME | [[Abraham Lincoln consults a list; his car is in the background; license plate reads MRLNCLN]]
/ Abraham Lincoln [[thinking]]: Running errands sucks mega-butts. / SOON:
/ [[rear windshield reads WASH ME]]
/ Abraham Lincoln [[thinking]]: Fair enough. / Abraham Lincoln [[thinking]]: Why do there have to be things at different places? Why can't everything be at the same place? / [[rear windshield reads I NEVER WASH ME ARSE]]
/ Abraham Lincoln: Come on! That hasn't been proven definitively. / {{title text: WHO WASHES THE WASHMEN}} http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=704 |
| Dirty Boogers | Abraham Lincoln: Geez, what smells like dirty boogers in here? / George Washington: How do you even know what they smell like? You sniffed a lot of dirty boogers in your time? / Abraham Lincoln: Uh, well, considering the point of boogers is to catch dirt, and that your average nose is full of them, yeah I've smelled a lot of dirty boogers.
/ Think about it. / George Washington: Well I hardly-- / George Washington: < http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=705 |
| Frogs.com | [[Lincoln is using a laptop with a fruit logo]]
/ Abraham Lincoln: Hehehehe... frogs.com / Queen Elizabeth II: Frogs... dot com? / Abraham Lincoln: Oh hey Liz. I was just messing around and decided to type frogs.com into my browser. It's not a real website, but I was just imagining what it would be if it was. / Queen Elizabeth II: I think this is one of those things where it's only funny to you, man. I mean I get it, sometimes something tickles you but there's no way to explain it to anyone else. / Abraham Lincoln: No, see, it's like, it's frogs: the website! Is it about frogs? Or maybe it's for frogs. Cute little frogs logging onto the internet! / [[green frog using a tiny desktop computer]]
/ Frog: Dangit did someone change my password? I guess maybe RIBBIT was too obvious. / {{title text: The frog thinks one of his housemates might be messing with him.}} http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=706 |
| Where Are They Now: Palsy Dolphin | Lincoln: I want to start a band called If That Is Your Real Name and all our song titles would be somebody's name.
/ Lincoln: See, it's funny because - / Washington: You're already in a band.
/ Lincoln: What are you talking about? / Washington: You know, Palsy Dolphin?
/ Washington: You play guitar?
/ Washington: I'm on keyboard, Liz is on bass, and Rasputin's on drums? / Lincoln: I... I don't remember any of this. / Washington: Oh. Crap. / [[Everybody is dressed in weird 80s style rock band costumes: Queen Elizabeth, with purple hair and purple star surrounding eye, Rasputin in huge spherical helmet and red goggles and Washington with triangular blue sunglasses (Elton John inspired?) and more red liberty spikes than he has hair for up the center of his head... still keeping the normal Washington haircut around the ears and base of his head.]]
/ Liz (Elizabeth): I think the hypno-amnesia ray is working?
/ Liz (Elizabeth): Our nightmare is nearly over! http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=707 |
| Sharks? Weak. | Abraham Lincoln: OK so El Tiburablo, if I give my soul to you, what can you offer me? / El Tiburablo: I'm not gonna lie. Hell is a little warmer, temperature-wise, than you'd probably like. We got a thermostat problem. / [[three demon sharks that look like El Tiburablo without the mustache]]
/ El Tiburablo: BUT! On the plus side, you get to hang out with all my demon buddies. Like, all the time. / Abraham Lincoln: I will admit, sharks are pretty sweet. What about you, Ichlor? What can you offer? / Ichlor: Ugh. Heaven obviously better than eternity of lameness with a bunch of sharks.
/ Abraham Lincoln: OK, well what are your angels like? / [[two flying fish with halos]]
/ Ichlor: Ichlor think that would be obvious. / {{title text: They have a thermostat problem because one guy's eternal punishment is that every day the repairman is supposed to come, but the guy always steps out at exactly the wrong time and misses him.]] http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=708 |
| Bedtime Stories | Punxsutawney Phil [[wearing beanie]]: Daddy, read me a bedtime story! / Abraham Lincoln: Ummm I don't think I have any story books-- / Punxsutawney Phil: STORY! / [[Lincoln begins reading from THE ATLAS OF MAINE]]
/ Abraham Lincoln: Um OK!! Here we go. Once upon a time there was a magical kingdom called Maine. This kingdom had many roads and even some bigger roads called "interstate highways." / Punxsutawney Phil: This is boring! Get to the cool parts! / Abraham Lincoln: It also had... beaches? Yeah, beaches! Cold beaches on the cold sea, and everywhere you look is like a million lobsters. And they're coming for you! And you have to chomp them up just to survive! / Abraham Lincoln: Son, you know how you hate seafood? This is a scary story. / {{title text: Being the state's most famous resident, Stephen King was tapped to write Maine's atlas.}} http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=709 |
| Arch Enemy | Frederick Douglass: Yo, Abe-oh-ham! Do you have any good enemies around here? / Abraham Lincoln: Sup, Freddie-lick! Enemies? I dunno, I guess George? Otto Von Bismarck probably. / Frederick Douglass: Nah dude, those chumps are small-bananas. We need us some real badass scary enemies. Like a real evil monster of an enemy. Do you know any evil skeletons maybe? / SOON:
/ Abraham Lincoln: Hey Shakespeare. You're not evil and scary, are you?
/ Skeleton Shakespeare: No not really. But I know a guy. / Skeleton Shakespeare [[on the phone]]: Hey man, it's William. William your roommate. Shakespeare. Look, you should come down here. I think these guys want to give you a job. OK finish your Guitar Hero and then come down here. / Frederick Douglass: So, Mr. ... Skeletoid, is it? What would you say are your qualifications to be our evil archenemy?
/ Skeletoid: I'm an evil skeleton and I'm going to kill you.
/ Abraham Lincoln [[holding résumé / resume]] OK but what are your qual-- oh right. You're totally hired. / {{title text: My DAD is 'Mr.' Skeletoid.}} http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=710 |
| Skeletoid | Lincoln: Hey cool so I have an arch enemy now so what's next-- / [[Skeletoid, a skull inside of a dark red hood enters]]
/ Skeletoid: Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! / Lincoln: Um I--
/ Skeletoid: Ha Ha Ha!
/ Lincoln: Are you just--
/ Skeletoid: Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!
/ Lincoln: OK. / Lincoln: OK if your main villain schtick is to interrupt me with your crazy skeleton laughter all the time, I'll admit it's pretty annoying but-- / Skeletoid: I killed your dog. / Lincoln: I don't have a dog. Did you kill someone else's doggie?? / Skeletoid: It was my dog. He was old and I had him put to sleep. But right before I did, I secretly gave him to you. / {{Then I raised him as a dog skeleton, but I took back ownership.}} http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=711 |
| Party Foul | Rasputin: Oh crap, you guys! What are you thinking having noisemakers at a party you know Lincoln is going to be at! / [Lincoln is blowing into a blue noisemaker]]
/ < http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=712 |
| Beardforce Blasters! | Grigori Rasputin: We've got to save Earth! BEARD BATTALION ASSEMBLE! Form: Beardtron! / [[A Power Rangers-style giant robot head with an elaborate beard floating in space.]]
/ Guys, I don't know. Can't we come up with a better name than the Beard Battalion? / What are you talking about, Abe? We picked Beard Battalion because "Battalion" kind of looks like "battle lion." / I know, but who cares. I say we change it to BEARDFORCE BLASTERS! / That's retarded.
/ Guys, we don't have time for this! The Earth is in dire peril! / [[A giant lobster with an improbably large tongue is seen to be licking Earth. The floating robot head looks on.]]
/ Great. The giant space lobster has already licked North America. Nice work guys. / {{Title text: Man no one's going to want North America now!}} http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=713 |
| Party On | Shackleton: All right, I want it on my desk in an hour. / Lincoln: Uh, you want what on your desk Mr. Shackleton? / Shackleton: I already thought of the project I want you to do. Are you telling me you haven't even learned to read my mind yet? / Lincoln: Uh, well you did assign that to me, sir, but I ignored it because it's impossible and dumb. / Shackleton: Fair enough. All right, what I need is for you to make an ad to tell kids to stop partying all the time. Kids keep partying and it pisses me off. / Narrator: SOON:
/ [[Lincoln is holding up a blue ad with a pterodactyl holding a boom box]]
/ Ad: Does this guy look like he's having fun? Of course he does, he's the partydactyl. But he's a dinosaur and you're just a dumb kid so stop partying. / {{Oh man Partydactyl's about to put a lampshade on his head! Everybody come quick!}} http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=714 |
| Dirty Doppelgänger | [[White muslin backdrop]]
/ Lincoln: Hey Liz, wanna see my "Dirty Doppelgänger" / Liz: No I sure don't. / Lincoln: Well that was a little weird.
/ Lincoln: Maybe George wants to see. / Lincoln: Hey George, I want to show you my "Dirty Doppelgänger!"
/ George: See ya! / Lincoln: You guys it's just a dance I came up with!!
/ Lincoln: You move so fast it's like you're in two places at once! Look! / Dirty Doppelgänger Lincoln: Man, I told you not to name your new dance after me. http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=715 |
| Don't jump in there, it's a secret world! | [[Abraham Lincoln is playing with his DS]]
/ Edgar Allen Poe: Don't jump in there, it's a secret world!
/ < http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=716 |
| The Adventures of Robot & Fish | [[fish and robot stand side-by-side, robot's hand is close to fish's head]]
/ YOU HAVE PUNCHED FISH / [[fish and robot side-by-side]
/ FISH HAS JOINED YOUR PARTY / [[fish and robot jumping over water]] / [[robot on other side, fish in water]]
/ FISH HAS FALLEN IN WATER AND IS DEAD / DO NOT LOOK BACK / [[robot fills frame]]
/ NEVER LOOK BACK http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=717 |
| The Adventures of Robot & Fish | Computer Director/Narrator: YOU MUST CONTINUE ON WITHOUT FISH
/ Computer Director/Narrator: HURRY IT UP
/ Computer Director/Narrator: WHY DID YOU STOP
/ [[robot punches at apparently nothing or air]]
/ Computer Directive/Narrator: YOU PUNCH NOTHING (...) NOTHING JOINS YOUR PARTY http://thinkin-lincoln.com/index.php?strip_id=718 |
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