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My Name Is Weedmaster P: Bacon Costner Federline Kline Nealon Pollack Shields Smith Sorbo Spacey / Tallahassee: Famous Kevins! / Jeffrey: Dang it I knew that! / Tallahassee: I win! / Jeffrey: Man, sometimes I wish I had a weird, interesting name and not a regular name that a billion other douchebags have... Like... Barack! / Weedmaster P: Your parents named you Jeff because they knew you would not be special / Jeffrey: That's not true! You're just jealous 'cause your name is Weedmaster P. / Weedmaster P: My parents totally knew what they were getting into
Giant-Footed Whorez Giant-Footed Whorez / Jeff: Um excuse me... / Blonde: ...and then Brandon and Justin and Tyler and Zach and Josh and Jacob all slept over at my house... / Brunette: We're not skinny enough. / Blonde: Oh I know... / Jeff: Excuse me... / Jeff: What kind of birds are you guys? / Seriously they look like bird people / I'm like a bird / I'll only fly away / I don't know where my soul is / I don't know where my home is
OVERCOMPENSATING: The True Story of a Boy With Poor Impulse Control Jeffrey: Hmm... / Jeffrey: No, it just doesn't work... / Jeffrey: I need to get a real stupid-lookin' dog. How do you do that? Is there like a "dog store" or do you just kinda drive around 'til you find one? / Tallahasee: Why, Jeffrey? / Jeffrey: N...no reason. / Tallahassee:You just want a dog so you can dress it up like a bee and put pictures of it on the internet! / Jeffrey: For your information, I was also gonna parade it all around the town square!
OVERCOMPENSATING: Catnip For Machine Elves Weedmaster P: HEY DONG-GRABBER DO YOU GOT ANY L.S.D.? / Jeff: No, I... no. Why? / Weedmaster P: WAYNE IS LIKE SLIPPIN' OUT OF REALITY MAN / Jeff: You let your self-transforming Machine Elf eat L.S.D.? That's preposterous! / Weedmaster P: NO IT AIN'T IT'S LIKE CATNIP / IF ANYONE NEEDS ME I'LL BE AT THE DRUGS DISTRICT / Narration: BASEMENT LEVEL TWO / Machine Elf: SCREEEEE <> RAAR / Machine Elf: HOOOOOOOOOWWW / <>
Jesus is Coming (To Town) [[Jesus Christ is on the phone with Tallahassee Econolodge]] / J.C.: Tallahassee, it's J.C. Meet me at the place. / T.E.: Okay. ...what? / [[J.C. and T.E. are in a parking lot]] / J.C. Do you have the data you've been collecting re: Jeffrey Rowland's naughty behavior? / T.E. You... didn't tell me I was supposed to be doing that. / J.C. It is not company policy to supply "lucid instructions." Our directives are vague and intended for centuries of interpretation. / T.E. Wait, I thought you Guys could see everything in the hearts of men, like Santa Claus! / [[Jeffrey Rowland is sleeping on a mattress, holding Joanna, and wearing a tinfoil hat and tinfoil briefs; Weedmaster P. sleeps on a chair nearby]] J.C. {voice-over}: Jeffrey Rowland utilizes sophisticated counter-measures that block our telepathic rays.
 
The War Against Partying Jeff: Man, New York Comic-Con is tomorrow and I just don't feel like partying... / <> / Jeff: Andrew WK! Where've you been? / Andrew WK: Oh I've been fightin' terrorism with my advanced partying powers! It turns out partying terrorizes the terrorists! / Andrew WK: See Jeffrey, terror is about being afraid and partying is about having fun! You can't be scared when you're having fun -- it's against nature! / Jeff: Wow! Tee hee hee! / Andrew WK: Why isn't everybody exactly like meeeee?!
Tallahassee's First Con Tallahassee: Where are we going, Jeffrey? / Jeffrey: I'm takin' you to a Comics Convention... for Work! / Tallahassee: Turn around. NOW. / Jeffrey: Come on, Tallahassee! A Comics Convention can be fun and slightly profitable on paper! / Tallahassee: Why can't Baby or Weedmaster P go instead? / Jeffrey:Baby got hurt at the last one and Weedmaster P... he ain't allowed no more. Besides, somebody's gotta run the shop while we're gone. / [[Baby lies passed out and Weedmaster P is playing with a bug.]] / MEANWHILE... / Jeffrey: Bein' at a Comickin' Convention is like the whole interwub comes alive and is stayin' in the same hotel as you! / [[Tallahassee ponders Jeffrey's coment and dies a little inside.]] / Tallahassee: Jeffrey I don't want the internet to come to life... / Tallahassee: ever. / Jeffrey: Relax, Tallahassee. It ain't the bad parts... / Jeffrey: ... I mean not the real bad parts.
NYCC 2007 Part One [[THE NEW YORK COMIC-CON]] / <> / Jeffrey: You ready Dr. Vampire? / Dr. Vampire: Let's "Gopher it!" / [[Jeffrey and Dr. Vampire are suddenly dressed in rodent-like costumes and running through the 'Con.]] / Jeffrey: Groundhog Man! / Dr. Vampire: Kid Gopher! / / [[Jon Rosenburg appears looking quite angry.]] / Jon Rosenburg: What? Mr. Jon Rosenburg isn't sexy enough to get to be a critter hero? / Jeffrey: The Hebrew Weasel! / Dr. Vampire: Hey! What's the point of this? / Jeffrey: Groundhog Man has the power to not see his own shadow.
NYCC 2007: Critter Heroes Unite [[ Doctor Vampire (dressed as a gopher), Jeffrey (dressed as a groundhog) and Jon Rosenberg (dressed as the Hebrew Weasel) are standing in front of the Dumbrella booth at the New York Comic Con ]] / Doctor Vampire: Jeffrey it hurts my feelings when you call me Dr. Vampire. / Jeffrey: Okay from now on I'll call you Kid Gopher. / Doctor Vampire: OK. / Jon Rosenberg: When do we get to fight evil? I'm ready to rid New York of evil. / [[ Phillip Karlsson (holding a beer) and Steven Cloud (with wings and a halo) ]] / Phillip Karlsson: H-h-hey wh-what are you guysh doin'? H-how come we ain't got fanshy coshtumes? / [[ Jeffrey and Talahassee Econolodge (dressed as a white bunny) ]] / Jeffrey: God dangit guys we ain't got no more money for critter outfits. Phillip, you're The Swede. Steven, you're Angelman. / Talahassee Econolodge: "Angelman's" is a neuro-genetic defect. / Jeffrey: Fine. / [[ Jeffrey, holding a chair ]] / Jeffrey: Let's get to business, Critter Heroes. New York Comic Con charged us $85 for this chair. Let's get buck wild. / Jon Rosenberg: But... what if they don't let us come back next year? / Jeffrey: The Critter Heroes are too cuddly and adorable to combat real crime.
NYCC 2007: The Fall of the Critter Heroes [[ Jeffrey (dressed as a groundhog) and Jon Rosenberg (dressed as the Hebrew Weasel) in front of the Dumbrella booth at New York Comic Con ]] / Jeffrey: Groundhog Man is already tired of the ineffective and tedious habits of the Critter Heroes. Every day is the same when you are Groundhog Man. / Jon Rosenberg: The Hebrew Weasel is in agreement. / Jon Rosenberg: Perhaps New York City is an inappropriate venue for the debut of a new crime-fighting squad; here is a place where crime is already considered iillegal. / [[ Phillip Karlsson (as The Swede) has joined Jeffrey and Jon ]] / Jeffrey: Then the Critter Heroes will go to a place where crime goes on rampantly and unchecked! / Jon Rosenberg: Neither The Swede nor the Hebrew Weasel are allowed within 100 yards of the White House.
 
OVERCOMPENSATING: The True Story of a Boy With Poor Impulse Control [[Tie Hunter flies in front of a setting sun]] / Jeffrey Rowland: How did you enjoy your first comics convention, Tallahassee? / Tallahassee: I'm gonna throw up... / Jeffrey Rowland: You know if you really think about it, throwin' up is like poopin' our of your head! / Tallahassee: Please pull over Jeffrey. / Jeffrey Rowland: Aw shit it's the pigs! / Narrator: THIRTY MINUTES LATER / Jeffrey Rowland: The nice thing about getting stopped comin' back from a comics-con is you can talk your way out of a ticket 'cause it isn't canon.
Genital's Discount Tittery Weedmaster P: LET'S GO DOWN TO GENITAL'S DISCOUNT TITTERY AND LISTEN TO WILD PARTY SONGS / Jeff: Genital's Discount Tittery has the wildest party songs in town! / Weedmaster P: AND THE NAKEDEST LADIES GRINDING THEIR LIONS INTO YOUR BACK / Jeff: Surgical-grade nudity! / Weedmaster P: LAST WEEK A GUY DIED AT G.D.T. AND THEY DIDN'T CALL THE POLICE FOR THREE DAYS OUT OF RESPECT / Jeff: You get free buffalo wings if you wear a shirt! / {{Alt-text: I have never been to a naked place that used apostrophes correctly}}
http://overcompensating.com/posts/20070305.html I love spending time at General's Discount Tittery but I'm gonna be late for Rad Practice if I don't leave in two hours... / Oh come on / Life is what happens between drinking contests / *One gallon of tequila later / Hey pruddy lady you wanna-oh wait you're a dude, my bad / Faggot
I'm a Slave 4 Ru(pert) [[Jeffrey's sitting next to a computer at the TopatoCo HQ, while bald Baby stands behind him holding an umbrella]] / Jeffrey: I'm tired of indirectly bankrolling the right-wing agenda! I'm deleting my MySpace account! / Baby: Nooo Jeffrey don't do that! Everybody that's cool has got a MySpace! / Jeffrey: There's nothing "cool" about padding the fat pockets of stodgy old conservatives! Down with the establishment! / Baby: But MySpace has got some glitter themes and can play 20 songs at once! / [[Jeffrey and Baby are crawling on the floor. Jeffrey has a snake wrapped around his neck]] / Jeffrey: Deleting my MySpace account will send a clear message to the world that I do not have a MySpace account. / Baby: My top friends will die someday! / {{title text: Mary Poppins 2: I Am The Antichrist}} / {{tagline: Everytime you use a MySpace Rupert Murdoch kills a kangaroo}}
More Song Deconstructions [[Jeffrey as Fergie]] / Jeffrey; My breasts and buttocks cause men to purchase a variety of brand-name products. / Narrator; BLACK-EYED PEAS / "MY HUMPS" / [[Jeffrey as Kurt Cobain]] / Jeffrey; Watermelon Pedophile Pickleslide Shotgun Starbucks Pimp Shame / Narrator; NIRVANA / "ENTIRE LIBRARY" / [[Jeffrey as Humpty Hump]] / Jeffrey; My uncontrollable promiscuity and enormous penis more than compensates for my freakish appearance and bizarre, hedonistic behavior. / Also, I have created a dance. / Narrator; DIGITAL UNDERGROUND / "THE HUMPTY DANCE" / {{title text: More Song Deconstructions}}
 
SQUOOSH [[Jeffrey runs outside on the ice, carrying Joanna in a baby carrier]] / Jeffrey: You're lucky to be a cat, Joanna. Bein' a human bein' is so gross you wouldn't believe it. / Jeffrey: There's all the time something' seepin' or squirtin' out of you... bloody boogers, pee, diarrehea... it ain't like bein' a cat. / Jeffrey: Even the brain is just a wrinkly wad of squishy goop... / [[Jeffrey slips on the ice and goes sprawling face first, probably landing on Joanna.]] / <> / Jeffrey: But you wouldn't know 'cause you're a-a-caaaaaat!! / [[Jeffrey picks himself up, mud covering his lower face]] / Jeffrey: Ew... Ok maybe you would know...
Fix Her Hey Tallahassee do you got any of them Joanna clones left over? / They're not clones, Jeffrey. They're dolls. And they're $65. / And no. / Man I ain't got that kinda money. Anyway I accidentally squooshed the real Joanna so you can fix her with your old sewin' tools can't ya? / I don't know how to fix an alive cat, much less a zombie cat you found in Hell. I'm not a vegetarian. / "We can never replace lives, and we can't heal hearts... except through prayer. / That gives me an idea!
The Devil and Ms. Joanna Jeffrey: Jesus and Mohammed and Ganesh and Xenu, hear my prayer! / Jeffrey: I accidentally squished my zombie kitty! I command you to make her be okay again! / Jesus's phone: rrrring / Mohammed's phone: rrriing / Ganesh's phone: beep beep beep / Xenu's phone: rriing / Xenu: This looks like a job for Lord Xenu! / Xenu: This must be the place... / Xenu: God, it was so much easier just giving L. Ron Hubbard a hundred dollars...
Force Push Jeffrey: Oh my god! Joanna, you're ok!!! / Jeffrey: Come here, let me give you a big ol' hug! / [[Joanna force pushes Jeffrey]] / Jeffrey: That's a bad kitty! Yes it is!
L Ron Harbl Jeffrey: A bloo hoo bluh bloo / Weedmaster P: WHAT'S THE MATTER DICK ASS DID YOUR TINY PORCELAIN MICE COLLECTION GET DUSTY / Jeffrey: No... Well yes, but it's not that. / Jeffrey: I accidentally squashed Joanna but then I prayed for her to be fixed and now she's fixed but she's all mean... / Weedmaster P: YOU PRAYED WHO DID YOU PRAY TO / Jeffrey: Jesus, Mohammed, Ganesh, Xenu... all of 'em! / Weedmaster P: MAN YOU AIN'T SUPPOSED TO PRAY TO XENU HE'S THE DEVIL FROM SCIENTOLOGY / Jeffrey: That's why I prayed to him... / Jeffrey: So do you think Joanna is possessed by Xenu, the bad guy in Scientology? / Weedmaster P: PRETTY SURE MAN HURRY WE GOTTA GET TO THE ARMORY / {{SEVERAL HOURS PASS}} / [[THE ARMORY]] / Jeffrey: Where's the hydrogen bomb? The hydrogen bomb is missing! / Weedmaster P: I KNEW IT SHE'S GONNA THROW IT IN A VOLCANO AND LET ALL THOSE BODY THETANS LOOSE / Jeffrey: How do you know so much about Scientology, Weedmaster P? / Weedmaster P: I ONLY GOT WIKIPEDIA KNOWLEDGE WE NEED AN EXPERT / Jeffrey: Aw man! Where are we gonna find a Scientologist that isn't completely annoying? / Weedmaster P: THERE IS ONE / {{SOON}} / [[Beck's mailbox]] / Beck: I'm on it. / {{bottom text: BECAUSE WEEDMASTER P LOST JASON LEE'S PHONE NUMBER}} / {{title text: Beck's address is just 'Beck'}}
 
Beck Versus The Volcano Narrator: VOLCANO MOUNTAIN / [[Joanna is pulling an H-Bomb towards the volcano]] / [[Joanna continues to pull the H-Bomb towards the volcano]] / Jeffrey Rowland: Oh noes we're too late! Joanna's gonna throw the H-Bomb in the volcano and let out a bunch of body thetans! / Weedmaster P: DO SOMETHING BECK / Beck: I'm a scientologist, Weedmaster P, not a time traveler. / [[Joanna is pushing the H-Bomb into the volcano]] / Weedmaster P: QUICK EVERYBODY GET UNDER A DESK / [[The H-Bomb detonates into a large mushroom cloud]] / [[Joanna is throw through the air by the sheer force of the explosion]] / Narrator: ONE HOUR LATER / Jeffrey Rowland: Ugh... / Beck: Woah! We're okay and my Thetan count is exactly the same... / Weedmaster P: IN YOUR FACE BECK THIS PROVES THAT SCIENTOLOGY IS TOTAL DOG THROW-UP / Beck: No it isn't. Scientology's about having a clean body and mind. / Jeffrey Rowland: And if Scientology is fake, who brought Joanna back to life? Huh? Santa Claus? / Weedmaster P: YOU TURD GOBBLERS ARE BRAIN WARSHED / [[Beck is standing smiling at Jeffrey Rowland who is doing the same at Beck. Jeffrey Rowland is carrying an unconscious Joanna]] / Jeffrey Rowland: Beck, I'm... I'm a poor person. / Beck: Thanks for your time.
OVERCOMPENSATING: The True Story of a Boy With Poor Impulse Control neck tattoo friday!!! / My neck ehn't big enough for a dang tattoo! / Hypothetical neck tattoo Friday. / {{cut here}} / {{place on pike}} / {{if found, recoil in horror}} / {{my child coulda been a honor student if we had brung her up better}}
OVERCOMPENSATING: The True Story of a Boy With Poor Impulse Control Jeffrey: God dangit I'm sick of bein' poor. I wanna be a rich dude so I can adopt Mexican babies and not pay taxes! / Tallahassee: Don't worry Jeffrey, Baby and I are opening TIARA HUT this week! / Baby: Yeh we'll be rollin' in Benjamins pretty soon! If ye ask real nice we might give ye a loan! / Jeffrey (thinking): They're gonna make a fool out of me! / Jeffrey: What the heck is Tiara Hut? / [[ELEVEN MINUTES LATER]] / Jeffrey: Poopmonster, do you think it's possible to get rich off selling jewel-encrusted pet accessories to rich idiots? / Poopmonster: Last time I checked this was America and I came up with that idea five years ago. If the idea succeeds you'll be hearing from my lawyer. / {{Come on down to Tiara Hut for the competitive prices}}
Snacks, Limes, and Videotape With Poor Impulse Control [[Jeff is at a drafting board or a computer; Vermont Pete is entering the room with a VHS tape.]] / Jeff Rowland: You may enter, Vermont Pete. / Vermont Pete: Dude. Brah. You gotta check this out yeah. / [[Jeff holds the VHS tape at arm's length, scared.]] / Jeff: What is this?! Is this a _bomb_? / Vermont Pete: It's a VHS tape. Watch it. / Jeff: Watch it do what? /Explode?!/ / [[Vermont Pete is upset; Jeff has calmed down.]] / Vermont Pete: It's a /videotape/. It's what we used to watch movies on before Apple invented the iMplant. / Jeff: How do they fit all the little men in here? / {{title text: Before VHS there were very large DVDs.}}
Only One Vermont Pete Vermont Pete: Thanks for lettin' me fuckin' hang while the Outrider is in fuckin' Maine or somethin / Weedmaster P: FUCKING / Jeffrey Rowland: It's fun to have dudes time some-times Vermont fuckin' Pete. / Jeffrey Rowland: Girls are always tellin' us to stop sayin' fuck and shit. Fuck that, man. / Vermont Pete: Oh yeah did I ever tell you fuckers I'm a fuckin' Highlander? / Jeffrey Rowland: No fucking way. That's fucking nuts.
 
Overactive Bladder Syndrome Jeffrey: Weedmaster P what are you doing in there? You've been in there for several hours! / Weedmaster P: DROPPIN' MAD BEE-EM'S KNOW WHAT I'M SAYIN' / Jeffrey: Please let me in! I have to pee so bad! / Weedmaster P: WHAT PART OF DROPPIN' MAD BEE-EM'S DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND / Jeffrey: C'mon let me in, I can pee in the space between your legs and be real careful. / Weedmaster P: OH ALL RIGHT COME ON IN.
The Battle of Long Island <> / [[Jeffrey Rowland is rudely awakened by the sound of a ringing telephone]] / Jeffrey Rowland: Guh- / [[Over the phone]] / Jon Rosenberg: Jeffrey it's me - Mr. Jon Rosenberg. / Jeffrey Rowland: My God. / Jon Rosenberg: Jeffrey we've got a Code Azure on Long Island. / [[Over the phone]] / Jeffrey Rowland: My God! That can mean only one thing! / Jon Rosenberg: That's right. / [[Jon Rosenberg is speaking on the phone]] / Jon Rosenberg: Langley from "The X-Files" and Kari from "Mythbusters" are going to poison everyone on Long Island named "Tony!" / Jeffrey Rowland: My God! That's like 90% of the population of Long Island! / [[Over the phone]] / Jon Rosenberg: Eggs-asctly.
The Battle of Long Island Part Two Jeffrey: Don't worry about the car, Tallahassee! We have to save Long Island! / Jon: Jeffery, you made it! Welcome to I-con, Long Island's most amazing science fiction and fantasy occasion! / Jeffrey: This is a Code Azure, Mr. Rosenberg, there's no time for chit-chat. Where's the action at. We gotta save the day! / Jon: There is no Code Azure! I just made that up because I knew you wouldn't go to I-con otherwise! / Jeffrey: You set me up you son of a bitch! / <> / Steven: Stop it! / Steven: Dumbrella isn't about fighting, you guys. / Tallahassee: Right. Whatever Dumbrella is about is certainly not fighting. / Jeffrey: I'm sorry I dropped your white ass like a sack of soggy kittens with my mad right hook. / Jon: I totally deserved it. / Jeffrey: Since when does a Bluetooth headset, a horse tail and a corset qualify as cosplay? / Jon: Creative anachronism. / {{caption: EVENTUALLY LONG ISLAND WOULD BE COMPLETELY DESTROYED}}
You Down Wit OCD Jeffrey: I got ADHD, Tallahassee. / Tallahassee: No way. / Jeffrey: Yup. And I'm gonna give myself OCD to help balance it out. / Tallahassee: Isn't that like eating a handful of No-Doz so you don't pass out from being too drunk? / Jeffrey: Yup.
OVERCOMPENSATING: The Journal Comic With a Seething Disdain for Reality. I got ADHD, Tallahassee. / No way! / Yup. And I'm gonna give myself OCD to help balance it out. / Isn't that like eating a handful of No-Doz so you don't pass out from being too drunk? / Yup.
Freedom Bird Baby: C'mon, guys. Jeffrey's on his death-bed again and wants us to gather round him dressed as angels. / Jeffrey: Hello, everyone. Thank you for coming. / Weedmaster P: WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU BIRD COCK / Jeffrey: Well, the last thing I remember... / Jeffrey: ...I was celebrating our freedom with a giant eagle. Suddenly and utterly unprovoked he bit me! / Weedmaster P: DAMN DUDE YOU GOT THE BIRD FLU
 

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