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The Large Hadron Collider Jeff: God I wish they'd hurry and turn on that Large Hadron Collider and get it over with. / Weedmaster P: Is that the thing that is meant to create a stable Black Hole. / Jeff: Heh. "Stable" black hole. / Jeff: They're gonna fire that thing up and it'll start to hum, but before the scientists even realize something has gone wrong, the whole galaxy will be compressed to the size of a testicle. / Weedmaster P: Why do you lack patience for that particular scenario / Jeff: I would prefer to become instantly and unexpectedly non existent than to endure a prolonged death from disease or gunshot wound. / {{Every man dies. Not every man r}}
Winston the Bald Lemur [[Store room]] / Tallahassee: Michael J. Fox got Parkinson's disease from drinking Diet Pepsi. / Weedmaster P: WE GET IT TALLAHASSEE ALL THE FOOD MADE BY BIG COMPANIES IS POISONOUS / Jeffrey: Hey Tallahassee what's that varmint you're always haulin' around in that Walmart bag? / Tallahassee: It's none of your bees-wax, Jeffrey Rowland! / Jeffrey: Well technically it is according to the laws. / [[Varmint goes flying out of the bag and lands on Weedmaster P's head]] / Weedmaster P: I'M SO HIGH I CAN'T ACTUALLY TELL IF THIS IS HAPPENING / Jeffrey: It's a demon! / Weedmaster P: I THOUGHT DEMONS WERE EXTINCT / Tallahassee: Winston!
They Are Not Toys [[Joanna, a Machine Elf and Winston the Bald Lemur lying on the floor]] / Jeffrey: I feel like we should make 'em all do somethin'. / Tallahassee: Let's teach them sign language so they can help deaf children! / Jeffrey: Let's teach them to get beers out of the fridge! / Baby: Let's make them have a gay marriage! / Weedmaster P: LET'S GET THEM HIGH AND SPIN THEM ROUND IN A CHAIR / Weedmaster P: SEE, BEING HIGH WILL PREVENT THEM FROM GETTING ALL NAUSEOUS
To Serve Man Weedmaster P [singing]: THERE'S A PLACE WHERE EVERYTHING SUCKS / DAR-FUR / DAR-FUR / Jeff: Americans are being fattened up! The Harvesting is upon us! / Baby: Who'd wanna be cookin' up Americans?! Americans meat is all fulla toxins! / Jeff: One man's toxin is a billion-year-old alien specieses' secret sauce, and we're bein' flame-broiled by the sun! / Weedmaster P: THE SECRET SAUCE IN AMERICAN NUGGETS IS HIGH-FRUCTOSE CORN SYRUP AND MALT LIQUOR / AND A DASH OF PROZAC / Jeff: Tastes like freedom.
OVERCOMPENSATING: The World T-Shirt Folding Championship Weedmaster P: WHERE ARE YOU GOING PECKERWOOD GONNA CRUISE FOR TRANNIES / Jeff: I've had it with this pussyfootin' around, Weedmaster P! I'm gonna go out and catch Osama bin Laden and get that reward money! / Weedmaster P: BUT THE WORLD T-SHIRT FOLDING CHAMPIONSHIP IS TOMORROW IN JAPAN / Jeff: What's the prize money for that? / Weedmaster P: 25 MILLION DOLLARS / Jeff: What?! How is the prize for awesome t-shirt folding exactly the same as catching Osama bin Laden? / Weedmaster P: WELL FOR ONE THING THE WORLD T-SHIRT FOLDING CHAMPIONSHIP ACTUALLY EXISTS / Jeff: And it sounds a lot safer than catching the FBI's 4th most wanted person! / Weedmaster P: OBVIOUSLY YOU'VE NEVER BEEN TO JAPAN WITH ME
 
Japanese Skills [[Japan]] / blonde: Where's Jeffrey? Isn't he coming to the world T-Shirt folding Championship too? / Weedmaster P: No he went to catch Osama Bin Laden to get the reward money. / Redhead: He's as stupid as he is stupid. / blonde: I don't get why we had to come to Japan for this. / Weedmaster P: Baby, Japanese people are the masters of folding things. / Weedmaster P: We're talking about the people that invented transformers. / [[Meanwhile in one of those "stan" countries]] / Jeff: This is just like Mexico except instead of being drunk I'm scared out of my mind. Maybe I need to get a drink. / {{If it changes shapes when you fold it there's a good chance it came from Japan.}}
Bin Laundry Jeff: Man, I'm never gonna catch Osama bin Laden. I'm just gonna go into that store that I assume is a bar. / Jeff thinking: Is that? / Jeff: Omigod it is! / Jeff: Osama bin Laden, you're under arrest on the charges of being an evil-doer and making people scared. / {{bin laden is also accused of making Bert turn evil}}
Twenty Five Hundred Thousand Grand [[ Aerial photograph of the Pentagon ]] / Narrator: THE PENTAGON... / [[ Jeffrey, two red scratches on his right cheek, standing next to Osama bin Laden ]] / Jeffrey: I caught Osama bin Laden. Where do you want me to put him? / [[ Silent reaction shot of (presumably) three Pentagon employees ]] / Jeffrey: You can make the reward check out to Jeffrey Rowland and ent the War on Terror! There's nothing to be afraid of anymore! / Jeffrey: Also can you validate my parking? / [[ Jeffrey, holding a giant check for 25 million dollars, made out to "Jeffrey Bowland" ]] / Jeffrey (thinking): Hooray! 25 million smackers! Now I can open an extremely swanky nightclub and not let Paris Hilton into it! / Jeffrey: But what is the army even for now? / [[ Close up of a Wanted poster depicting a muscly bare-chested Osama look-alike holding a sword ]] / Poster caption: NEW SUPER-TERRORIST MAKES BIN LADEN LOOK LIKE "FRIGHTENED LITTLE GIRL" / [[ Tallahassee Econolodge, Weedmaster P, and Baby, all wearing matching, long-sleeved shirts, standing in a jail cell ]] / Narrator: MEANWHILE AT THE WORLD T-SHIRT FOLDING CHAMPIONSHIP / Tallahassee Econolodge: I can't believe we got disqualified. / Weedmaster P: I CAN'T BELIEVE WEED IS CONSIDERED A PERFORMANCE-ENHANCING DRUG IN THE WORLD OF COMPETITIVE T-SHIRT FOLDING / Baby: I can't believe you can't go five minutes without burning one! / [[ Weedmaster P standing in the jail cell ]] / Weedmaster P: I CAN'T BELIEVE THE FINE FOR SMOKING WEED IN JAPAN IS $25 MILLION / [[ Jeffrey, standing next to an ATM, holding the giant check and an ATM Deposit Envelope ]] / Narrator: LATER THAT DAY...
OVERCOMPENSATING: Actual Things That Happen to Jeffrey Rowland [[ Jeffrey, dressed like a giant turd, holding Joanna and talking to Baby, dressed as Jeffrey in a SOAP t-shirt ]] / Jeffrey: Let's take Joanna Trick or Treating! It's her first Thanksgiving! / Baby: It's Halloween and it's her 2nd one with us, Jeffrey. / Jeffrey: Whatever. / [[ Jeffrey thinks... ]] / Jeffrey: Now I just gotta think of a good Halloween disguise for her! / [[ Joanna, dressed as the Incredible Hulk ]] / Jeffrey: Nah, too predictable. / [[ Joanna, dressed as Osama bin Laden ]] / Jeffrey: Too political. / [[ Joanna, dressed as a green iPod ]] / Jeffrey: Getting there... / [[ Baby, dressed as Weedmaster P in a "POT" t-shirt, talks to Jeffrey ]] / Baby: What're you s'posed t' be, Jeffrey? / Jeffrey: Myspace.
Moat Dragons [[Jeffrey is dressed as Buffy the Vampire Slayer and is carrying a stake; Ashley is dressed in a dragon suit.]] / Jeffrey: I don't know, Mashley. I don't think a giant fence is gonna keep Mexicans out any better than a car alarm is gonna keep a crackhead from sleepin' in a Hyundai. / Ashley: What about a moat? / Jeffrey: Moats are cool because of drawbridges... but how can you keep people from swimming across a moat? / Ashley: You put dragons in it! / Jeffrey: But dragons don't swim, they fly! How are you gonna get a dragon to sit on his butt all day and do nothing? / Ashley: We'll make them fully naturalized American citizens! / {{Alt-text: The Moat Dragon enjoys McDonalds and Fantasy Football.}}
 
Freedom Hole [[ Jeffrey dressed as Santa Claus and Mashley dressed as a pink unicorn stand among skyscrapers ]] / Jeffrey: Welcome to New York City, Mashley! It's the city that smells like cigarettes, hot dogs, chocolate, and gasoline! / Mashley: Ew. / [[ Jeffrey and Mashley, peering over a railing ]] / Jeffrey: And this is the Freedom Hole TM where foul-mouthed Freedom miners dig for Freedom 24 hours a day without health insurance! / Mashley: Everyone is sad at the Freedom Hole. / Jeffrey: Eventually they'll mine enough freedom to build a Freedom Tower, which they are calling it instead of calling it the French Tower. / Mashley: Are you gonna make me come see that when it's finished? / Jeffrey: Nope. The Freedom Tower is gonna be wicked haunted.
The Crane Cliche girl: I hate ninjas so much / jeff: That's what I keep saying but everyone tells me if I don't order something they're going to ask me to leave. / [[TOP TEN THINGS EVERYONE SHOULD BE TIRED OF BY NOW / 10. PIRATES 9. ZOMBIES 8. MONKEYS 7. ROBOTS 6. HOBOS 5. CHUCK NORRIS 4. KITTENS 3. JESUS 2. CHEWBACCA 1. NINJAS]] / girl: what about mummies? / jeff: mummies are fine. / some guy: shh! here come the decemberists! / colin melloy dressed as a ninja: Hello. We're the Decemberists. / / {{the title font doesn't have an accent over the e.}}
OVERCOMPENSATING: The True Story of a Boy With Poor Impulse Control [[Jeffrey and Weedmaster P are walking along a road by the woods. The trees' leaves are changing color. Jeffrey is carrying a drink (apparently coffee) and Weedmaster P is carrying a large green fish.]] / Jeffrey: Remember when making fun of politics was kinda funny and didn't make you embarrassed to be human? / Weedmaster P: IT'S FUN FINDING OUT WHO IS ALL SECRET PERVERTS THO / Jeffrey: Everybody in the world who's got genitals is a secret pervert! It's unrealistic to think somebody ain't just 'cause of their job! / Weedmaster P: MAN I AM A PROUD OUT-AND-OUT PERVERT. I DON'T EVEN DELETE MY BROWSER HISTORY / Jeffrey: Hey man can you hook me up with a hit of that browser history? / Weedmaster P: YES BUT ONLY IF YOU PROMISE NOT TO BE A POLITICAL OR SPIRITUAL LEADER ONE DAY / Jeffrey: Whatever, man! Just hook me up. / Weedmaster P: ALL RIGHT / {{Alt-text reads: The fish is symbolic.}}
Whorat [[ Borat in his green V-thong and sunglasses, Weedmaster P, and Jeffrey out walking on the street ]] / Borat: Borat making funny with phony accent and wacky not understandings. / Weedmaster P: FUCK YOU BORAT / Jeffrey: Don't talk to him, just keep walking. / [[ Jeffrey and Weedmaster P in a park ]] / Jeffrey: That shtick was funnier when Yakoff Smirnoff did it. / Weedmaster P: AND LATKA GRAVAS / Jeffrey: And Balki Bartokomous. / Weedmaster P: AND THE WILD AND CRAZY GUYS / Jeffrey: And the Asian lady on Mad TV. / [[ Jeffrey, swinging on a swing. ]] / Jeffrey: Actually I'm just jealous because I'll never be able to do anything remotely as successful as Borat. / Weedmaster P: YOU'RE JUST AS HUGE A JACKASS IF IT MAKES YOU FEEL ANY BETTER / Jeffrey: It does.
Doctor Monkey Goes to Whole Foods [[Jeffrey is in the grocery store pushing a cart completely filled with various items.]] / Jeffrey: Aah, the grocery store. I'll never run into anyone I know here! / Jeffrey: Oh no! It's Dr. Monkey! / [[Dr. Monkey, carrying a bag, notices Jeffrey and glares at him disapprovingly. Jeffrey stands holding a red cereal-sized box, looking helpless as Dr. Monkey continues to glare at him, and shake his head. Jeffrey continues to hold the box, reluctant to give in to Dr. Monkey, but looking now even more defeated. Dr. Monkey's glare intensifies. Disappointed and shamed, Jeffrey places the box (which we now see bears the label "ANTHRAX" along with a very happy-looking cow) back on the shelf.]] / {{Alt-text reads: Dr. Monkey is one of those people who brings their own bag to the grocery store.}}
 
OVERCOMPENSATING: The True Story of a Boy With Poor Impulse Control [[Jeffrey is standing indoors, obviously pleased and gesturing victoriously with his hands. He is wearing the "Whitey" t-shirt.]] / Jeffrey: YAY! The good guys are again involved in the government of the American Empire! / Jeffrey: Where is everyone? It's time to celebrate good times, come on! / [[The scene changes to another room, possibly a basement. Baby is sitting, looking hurt. Weedmaster P's face has an expression of bitter anger. Both of their backs are turned to Jeffrey, who seems disappointed that the two of them don't want to celebrate.]] / Jeffrey: Why is everybody all bummed out? / Weedmaster P: WE WAS COUNTIN' ON YOU TO BE PRESIDENT ONE DAY JEFFREY. AIN'T NO WAY THAT'S GONNA HAPPEN IF THINGS ARE COPACETIC / Jeffrey: Don't worry, Weedmaster P! I'm sure there'll be another terrible thing our government will be unprepared for and incapable of handling! / [[Jeffrey smiles with reassuring confidence and winks as if to say "everything's going to be okay".]] / {{Alt-text reads: "The reason this comic has nothing to do with Britney's divorce is because IT DOESN'T MATTER."}}
Adventures in Tequila Marketing [[ Jeffrey, holding a bottle and wearing a black shirt with the slogan "NOT SAFE FOR FARK" ]] / Jeffrey: I've invented a new brand of tequila that has a picture of a puppy on the front and on the back there are fun activities. / [[ Weedmaster P, holding a bottle and wearing a green shirt with the slogan "JEEZ" ]] / Weedmaster P: THAT'S HORSE CRAP CHECK OUT MY BRAND OF TEQUILA / [[ Close-up of a bottle label with the word "GODDAMMIT" and a Peeing Calvin pissing on the Tasmanian Devil ]] / [[ Tallahassee Econolodge holds a bottle labeled "GED" ]] / Tallahassee: My tequila has a mail-in form to get a General Equivalency Diploma. / Jeffrey: That's crazy, Tallahassee! How come you all crazy? / Tallahassee: I told you I was crazy! You didn't listen 'cause I'm hot!
Deconstruction (Title Bar: Hilarious Deconstructions of Rap Songs, Volume One) / (Info box in Corner: N.W.A., "Straight Outta Compton") / Jeffrey: My violently insane bandmates and I were raised in Compton, California, and we plan to shoot you with one of our various firearms. / (Info box in corner: Kanye West, "Gold Digger") / Jeffrey: Far be it from me to imply that she intentionally seeks... ahem, wealthy suitors in order to exploit them for financial gain, but it has been observed that she seldom enjoys the company of men who earn unsubstantial wages. / (Info box in corner: 50 Cent, "In Da Club") / Jeffrey: To celebrate the anniversary of your birth I intend to have drunken sex with you in the private lounge of an exclusive nightclub I frequent. Incidentally, I have several famous acquaintances and have been shot numerous times.
OVERCOMPENSATING: Unihorn [[ Jeffrey is wearing a red sweater and holding a green cup; Tallahassee Econolodge has Joanna on her lap. ]] / Jeffrey: This milk is crazy delicious! What kind of animal does this come out of? / Tallahassee: It's Unicorn's milk from Einhornhöhle Farms! They use only free-range unicorns! / [[ A unicorn with a large pink udder, standing on a grassy lawn ]] / Narrator: Einhornhöhle Farms / [[ A bucking unicorn, with a stream of coiling white liquid spewing from its single teat ]] / Tallahassee: Unicorns don't need to be milked -- when they're very happy, they voluntarily give their milk as presents! / [[ Jeffrey, with a "milk mustache" and an alarmed expression ]]
Tamiflu Haze Weedmaster P: OH HOLY GOD THERE ARE TINY DRAGONS HOVERING AROUND ME THOUSANDS OF THEM / Jeffrey: Whaaaa? / Baby: Weedmaster P scored some Tamiflu off some kid in the park. / Jeffrey: I thought he was basically immune to drugs. / Weedmaster P: OH NO GARGOYLES / Weedmaster P: NOT HAVING FLU IS TREMENDOUSLY MAGNIFICENT / TAMIFLU: WHY /YOU/ TRIPPIN'?
 
Oh No [[ Vermont Pete is seated and wearing clear wrap-around glasses and holding a game controller, talking to Jeffrey ]] / Vermony Pete: Where are you going, dude? We're repeatedly killing each other in a video game. / Jeffrey: I'm sorry, Vermont Pete. I can't pay attention to nothin' for more than five minutes. / Jeffrey: Baby, do you ever feel like you got the approximate attention span of a zygote? I wonder what a developin' fetus pays attention to? / Baby: Quiet, Jeffrey! I'm tryin' to concentrate on 20 things at once! / [[ Jeffrey standing amid skyscrapers at night, holding Joanna and thinking to himself. ]] / Jeffrey: I wonder if the human mind can only hold about a hundred thoughts and then it starts shuttin' off? Like my mind has obesity from thinkin' too much junk thoughts. / Joanna: Armageddon is in five days. / Jeffrey: Oh no.
OVERCOMPENSATING: Actual Things That Happen to Jeffrey Rowland [[ Single pen and ink drawing of Tallahassee Econolodge, labelled "TALLAHASSEE'S BOOK BRIGADE" ]] / When Jeffrey came busting into the office yesterday and announced that I would be doing book reviews for you guys, I said, "What? Why me? Why not have one of those screaming blondes who are always running around here do it?" He just cocked his head to one side and looked at me. "Oh... right," I said, "good point. Well what about you, then?" He scoffed, "I don't read comics. ! Besides, you're always tryin' to tell people what to do. Now you can tell 'em what to read!"You know if somebody had more leafy greens in his diet, somebody wouldn't be so surly all the time.But I digress! Today's review is of House of Sugar by Rebecca Kraatz. is a collection of strips that originally appeared in a Canadian newspaper, and also as a webcomic. I have to admit that prior to picking up this book, I was completely unfamiliar with Ms. Kraatz or her work. After reading the book, I like to think that she is the kind of lady who looks casually sexy in 1940's house dresses and has really shiny hair. We would hang out on white porch furniture, and have fresh lemonade and that war cake made with chocolate and mayonnaise, and play canasta. is beautiful and poignant, offering a glimpse into Rebecca's younger years and family histories coupled with a pure love for old Hollywood and an obvious longing for a time early last century when everyone just seemed classier. While most strips are just 'one shot' vignettes, there are a few storylines that run their course over a few strips. (My favorite example of this is "Mr. Desmond," a six part story of the oldest man she ever knew.) When read in one sitting, all of the stories of House Of Sugar mesh together into a heartfelt narrative. I really enjoyed reading it, and can easily see myself picking it up again.In short, highly recommended! You can buy for yourself , and support both Rebecca Kraatz and the spirit of independent publishing! Have a magickal day, all!Loves, Tallahassee
The Horrible Statue I Enraged Vermont Pete: Where are you going, dude? We're repeatedly killing each other in a video game. / Jeffrey: I'm sorry, Vermont Pete. I can't pay attention to nothin' for more than five minutes. / Jeffrey: Baby, do you ever feel like you got the approximate attention span of a zygote? I wonder what a developin' fetus pays attention to? / Baby: Quiet, Jeffrey! I'm tryin' to concentrate on 20 things at once! / Jeffrey: I wonder if the human mind can only hold about a hundred thoughts and then it starts shuttin' off? Like my mind had obesity from thinkin' too much junk thoughts. / Joanna: Armageddon is in five days. / Jeffrey: Oh no.
OVERCOMPENSATING: God, Destroyer of Worlds [[ Weedmaster P wears a shirt with the slogan "LEGALIZE CRIME"; Jeffrey is wearing some sort of monocular magnification device. ]] / Weedmaster P: LET'S OPEN UP A BAR AND CALL IT BAR-BAR DRINKS / Jeffrey: That's brilliant but it's been five days since the Prophecy and the Armageddon is supposed to be today! / Jeffrey: Looks safe! I think today's forecast calls for a 0% chance of Apocalypse! / Weedmaster P: THAT'S COOL BUT THE THING WITH BAR-BAR DRINKS IS THAT THE WHOLE STAFF HAS TO TALK LIKE JAR-JAR BINKS / [[ JC, wearing a fiendish expression and x-ray-specs eyes hovers over a small green planet. ]] / Narrator: MEANWHILE, IN A FAR, FAR AWAY GALAXY / JC: MWOO HA HAAA
The Pony Whisperer {{Sheriff Pony is a character from Jeffrey's other comic, "wigu"}} / [[topatoco HQ. Jeffrey is shirtless]] / Sheriff Pony: Jeffrey, I arrived as soon as I could! What is the matter? / Jeffrey: I'm scared of brining Wigu back, Sheriff Pony! Have a seat, won't ya? / Sheriff Pony: I would prefer to float! Floating is far more comfortable then sitting. / Jeffrey: I see. Well, the thing is I don't know if I still got the same sparkle I used to. I changed into a different man, kinda. / Sheriff Pony: Do you belive in yourself? / Jeffrey: Hell yeah. / [[Jeffrey hugging Sheriff Pony. Sheriff Pony has all four legs hugging Jeffrey]] / Sheriff Pony: Then you will not fail. / Jeffrey: It's like huggin' a giggle.
 
Vuelta de Wigu {{wigu re-intro comic}} / Wigu: Woah woah woah! I gotta get a handle on this!
The Other White Meat <> / [[Jeffrey wears a feathered headdress and peers from behind a hedge]] / [[In the distance he spies an SUV. On it a yellow ribbon reads:]] / Bumper sticker: Support Our Troops / [[Bare chested and clutching a knife he sprints after the car, barefoot]] / <> / [[Jeffrey watches as the vehicle's owner emerges]] / [[His victim still oblivious, Rowland moves in for the kill]] / [[Extreme close-up as blood spatters Rowland's face]] / [[He holds the SUV driver's scalp in the air, and exclaims]] / Jeffrey Rowland: Woo! Yeah! / [[Thinks:]] / Jeffrey Rowland: Man I am starvin'. / {{Alt text: One man's ritual sacrafice is another man's first-degree homicide.}}
President Fatmomma [[Jeffrey is wearing a short-sleeved white collared shirt and a black-and-red striped tie curled up at the end, Dilbert-style. George W. Bush is wearing a cowboy hat.]] / Jeffrey: You're ruining the Earth and killing thousands of innocent people. / George W. Bush: You're an immature man-child living in a absurd fantasy life. / Jeffrey: Your mom is fat. / [[Jeffrey has a black eye, bruised forehead, blood on his face and shirt, and a ripped tie. He is smiling]] / Narrator: Several hours later... / Jeffrey: Then I told him his Mom is fat. / Weedmaster P: Howww fat is sheeeee? / Jeffrey: She's so fat they had to invent a new species to classify her. Yomamma giganticus. / {{Alt-text: They made fun of Bill Clinton for being fat and seriously he wasn't all that fat.}}
OVERCOMPENSATING: Forget It [[ Jeffrey, wearing a Charlie Brown yellow shirt with black zig zag stripe, is standing in front of Mount Rushmore with a large woman waving an American flag ]] / Woman: Never forget. / Jeffrey: What terrible thing happened now that commands my constant, everlasting attention? / [[ Jeffrey, standing in front of the Statue of Liberty ]] / Jeffrey: Terry Schiavo? Earl Jr.? The Space Shuttle Challenger? The Holocaust? AIDS? Ruby Ridge? Breast cancer? The Trail of Tears? Apartheid? OJ? That Tsunami? Bob Hope? JFK? Waco? NOLA? Princess Diana? Tianamen Square? The Oklahoma City Bombing? Lisa "Left Eye" Lopez? The Molasses Disaster? Jon Benet? Pearl Harbor? Vietnam? Dumbledore? / [[ Jeffrey and the flag woman, standing in front of McDonalds ]] / Woman: Never forget nine eleven. / Jeffrey: Okay I'll get right on that.
Jim Inhofe is a Piece of Crap Jeffrey: I've discovered the cure for Global Warming! It's been right under our noses the whole time! / Tallahassee: You can't legally kill six billion people. / Jeffrey: Damn. / Weedmaster P: Global Warming is caused by the earth bein' all wobbly on account of America bein' too heavy. We got too much plastic Chinese bullshit and insanely fat people. / Jeffrey: And pennies! / Baby: There's global warmin' 'cause hate gives off more heat than love! / Poopmonster: It's actually impossible for a planet that's floating in space to stay the same temperature forever. / {{Alt-text: Global Warming is God's way of tucking us in at night.}}
 

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