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The Mansion of E - Sunday , January 12 , 2014
Narration: Sundays in SubShaft 44f
[[The Gnolls are in their emergency pods. The zapfork is deployed, and displays messages in Ettinese. A panel opens into darkness.]]
Cully: . . .
Cully: Nothing. I guess I'm going to have to-
Chunner: . . .
Crud: . . .
<<BEEP>>
Fork: [marz ipan]
[[Cully's pod makes noises.]]
<<BEEP BEEP BEEP>>
Fork: [pharm acist]
[[Cully's pod opens, revealing him and his "pod-hair"]]
<<UN CLA-CLUNK>>
Fork: [nonse quitor]
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Irregular Webcomic! #1795
Shady Black Market Weapons Dealer: You fellows looking for some fast cash? I'm a loan shark. And not secretly an organlegger.
Serron: It's the same guy!
Iki Piki: [[to Serron]] Shhhh...!
Iki Piki: [[to Shady Black Market Weapons Dealer]] Er... Why yes, my good man, who we've never seen before.
Shady Black Market Weapons Dealer: Although, you <i>do</i> look familiar... But no, you can't be. They're all dead.
Serron: Well there <i>are</i> lots of pachekki and sparrials on Bune. And all registered organ donors, so our organs are worthless.
Iki Piki: Nice touch.
Here is the highest-rated result from General Protection Fault (you can see all 3329 results in this comic's search engine!)
GPF Archive: Monday, December 3, 2007
[[The wedding reception. At the upper right, Ki, smiling, descends a staircase followed by Nick. Ki is in her wedding gown. Nick has removed his jacket and is wearing a ruffly white shirt, black trousers, and green vest and bow tie. At the foot of the staircase, to their left, Fooker addresses the crowd, looking back over his shoulder and gesturing with his left thumb toward Ki and Nick. He is dressed like Nick, with his jacket off. Behind Fooker to his right (stage left) is a table that holds something tall that could be the cake, a punch fountain, or a stack of wedding presents. Behind the banister of the staircase is some sort of shrubbery. In front of Ki, Nick, and Fooker is a crowd, mostly facing the happy couple. Most of the heads are gray and indistinct, but the recognizable ones include Otto Wisebottom (Nick's uncle), Charles Wellington (Nick's father), Wallace T. Bruin, Tim and Scott (formerly of the Brotherhood of the Twisted Pair). Slightly closer, in partial profile, are Sharon, Ki's mother, and Linda Wellington (Nick's mother). Yoshi, facing away from the staircase, appears to be eating something, bringing a spoon to his mouth. In the foreground are Patty, still looking jaded, and Agent #18, partially facing each other. Between them, Sydney, in her flower girl dress, smiles down at Persephone, who is still wearing her flower "girl" veil and sitting on a table next to Fred. As Fooker announces the entry of Ki and Nick, there is much applause.]]
Fooker: And here comes the couple of the hour!
<<CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP>>
[[Ki and Nick have joined the crowd and begin circulating among them.]]
Dwayne: Congratulations. So where are you guys going on your honeymoon?
Nick: Our lips are sealed.
Ki: Trade secret.
[[Dexter smiles as he tries to tease information out of them; Ki smirks as she answers.]]
Dexter: Aw, c'mon! Not even one little hint?
Ki: And have you guys follow us and try to give us a charivari? I don't think so.
[[Dexter returns to a group that contains at least Fooker, Scott, and Tim. He looks puzzled as he speaks.]]
Scott: So did you find out where they're going?
Dexter: Antarctica?
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Friday, April 10, 2009
[[Mel and Dewey look at a sign that says SAFETY FIRST!]]
Mel: Safety is our new priority.
Dewey: I thought serving patrons was our priority.
Mel: It is.
Dewey: Then isn't it "safety *second*"?
Tamara [[Peaking out from behind Dewey]]: I believe that children are our future!
Colleen: What about books? Aren't *they* a priority?
[[The sign has been modified. "First" has been covered up by a piece of paper, and it now reads "SAFETY PRETTY IMPORTANT!]]
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Sheldon Comics comic strip from February / 21 / 2002
ARTHUR: These are NOT mine.
ARTHUR: What proof do you have that those are mine?
They could be anybody's.
They could even be YOURS.
ARTHUR: I refuse to clean them up.
[[Table]]
SHELDON: Man, you are one lazy duck.
GRAMP: oh for heaven's sake
THESE ARE YOUR FEATHERS!!
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t-rex in: SYLLABLE SHENANIGANS
T-Rex: Dictionaries! Perhaps sometimes, during quiet, boring moments, perusing wordform definitions appeared vaguely appealing?
T-Rex: Perhaps afterwards, greatly increased linguistic prowess provided dividends??
T-Rex: Furthermore, PERHAPS after several similar vocabulary-building activities, deciding against EVER AGAIN using single-syllable wordforms appeared appropriately challenging?
Dromiceiomimus: These-a restrictions are-a easier if-a you-a pretend to-a be-a Italian racist.
T-Rex: DROMICEIOMIMUS.
T-Rex: OMG.
Utahraptor: Utahraptor accepts every linguistic challenge without racist cheats!
T-Rex: Excellent!
Utahraptor: Therefore every utterance henceforth vocalized between our duo - heaven willing - discovers itself propelled necessarily towards multisyllabic loquacity.
T-Rex: Coolness.
Utahraptor: Coolness indeed. Bourgeoisie ivory-tower classiness: INEVITABLE.
Narrator: HOWEVER, FIFTEEN HOURS LATER:
T-Rex: Hello ladies!! Bangin' shorties rolling syllable-style, holla!
Off-panel voice: Hollaaaa
T-Rex: Baby getcha body over he-yah
{{Image title: all our best words are real short and it was quite hard to write this strip and not use one "i", "you", "then", "be", "in", "and", "or", "but", or "frig"!}}
{{Email subject: excuse me i pronounce "our" with only one syllable and yes my pants are on backwards, and inside out, and also on my head, why do you ask}}
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College Roomies from Hell!!! for Wednesday, September 19, 2007
So, did you get rid of it, or what?
Not really. I have to think of a good place to hide it. In the mean time, I put it in the kitchen cupboards.
I'll keep it in mind next time I want to make some bouillabase.
Uh. HUH. Well, since you're here with your stink beasts, I suppose you finished cleaning?
Roger, it's midnight and I'm exhausted. I'll finish it tomorrow.
You'll never finish cleaning because those cats never stop pooping.
Don't listen to him, Britanny. Ladies don't poop.
Ladies do SO poop... wait a minute, BRITANNY?
Not the pop-tart... it's a comic character!
I mean... you NAMED the kittens???
Sure I did! Britanny, Spooky, and Tybalt, And this lil' fellow munching on my hair is...
Oh GREAT, now you're NEVER gonna get rid of them!
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Cussing redux
Philippe: I don't get it, Billy! How come I have to say so many cusses?
Billy Idol's voice: SAYING CUSSES IS POWER
[[Todd drives up in his van.]]
Todd: He's right ya know!
Billy Idol's voice: WHO ARE YOU LITTLE ONE
Todd: I'm T-T-Todd! And believe you me, I know the power of a cuss!
Billy Idol's voice: YOU DO, DO YOU GOOD MAN
[[SOON]]
Billy Idol's voice: TODD DID YOU KNOW THAT AN UNBORN CHILD CAN STILL SENSE CUSSES AND BE HURT BY THEM
Todd: Yeah, of course! Of course!
Billy Idol's voice: IT'S TRUE THEY HOOK THE MOTHER UP TO A MACHINE THAT CAN SEPARATE TEARS FROM AMNIOTIC FLUID
Todd: Right, right!
Billy Idol's voice: IN CASES WHERE THERE IS CUSSING THE FLUID IS SHOWN TO BE UP TO 7 PERCENT DILUTED WITH TEARS
Todd: Hey, this ain't news to <i>me</i>, pal!
{{alt text: Roast Beef did so many things while I tried to write this strip. In the end he stayed on the moon.}}
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Scary Go Round :: Monday-Friday Comic by John Allison
[[Shelley Winters, wearing a pink jacket with a fuzzy fringe on the hood, is pushing The Child forward while talking on her cell phone to Mayor Mayor.]]
Shelley Winters: Mr Mayor, The Child isn't going to be coming to the dinner. He... had to go to the dentist.
Mayor Mayor (over the cell phone): What? No! No!!
[[Shelley has put The Child in the passenger seat of a red convertible. She is still talking on the cell phone.]]
Mayor Mayor (over the cell phone): Surely visiting the dentist doesn't take that long!
Shelley Winters: He's... got an INGROWN MOLAR. It's prodding his brain. Very complicated.
[[Mayor Mayor is sitting at his desk talking on the phone. He has fixed his hair and is now wearing the pink shirt and a tie. A small boy, Fauntleroy Mayor, with wild hair and wearing overalls, is trying to get his father's attention to show him a homemade card.]]
Mayor Mayor: Shelley, people on the streets are ready to explode!
Mayor Mayor: No window will remain unbroken! This is the end of my political career!
Mayor Mayor: WE NEED THE CHILD THERE!
Fauntleroy Mayor: Daddy I made a card for you.
[[We see Fauntleroy Mayor through his father's framed fingers.]]
Mayor Mayor: Fauntleroy, hold that pose.
Mayor Mayor: We'll talk about this later, Shelley.
[[In a bathroom, Fauntleroy is about to get shaved. Mayor Mayor holds the trimmer in his hand.]]
Fauntleroy Mayor: Daddy what is that?
Mayor Mayor: Son, I want you to know that this is going to hurt me more than it'll hurt you.
<<BZZZZZZZZZ>>
{{story: The Child}}
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girl: Wow! I thought drinking rubbing alcohol would make you go blind...
clark kent/superman: Only if you mean blind with FLAVOR!
Clark Kent was a precocious lad.
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Hey Sal Yeah college is fine
We moved in all yesterday and now we're adjusting to life on campus
Yes Joe realises that there's a floor full of girls above us Why do you ask
Aiee
RSJ
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Goats comic strip from February / 18 / 1998: sugar daddy (1)
Four years of college. For what? A piece of paper entitling me to sit in a cube. Slaving away for a heartless corporation. Well, no more.
I will no longer be taken advantage of! I am free! I am reborn!
Heya birthday boy. Buy me a drink.
Yes ma'am. Right away.
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Devil's Panties - Tuesday, November 20, 2007
[[Livingroom, big screen TV, TONS of wires. Jen is sitting on the floor, tangled in cords. Will pokes his head in from the left.]]
Will: What are you doing?
Jen: *blank*
Jen: The sound doesn't work so I'm checking all the cables and connections.
Will: I fixed it.
Jen: HOW?
Will: It was on mute.
Jen: Curse your logic.
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Evil Inc. by Brad Guigar - A Daily Webcomic
CAPTAIN HEROIC: Finally! Our entire month is laid out on this handy dry-erase board!
HEROIC: This little baby is going to keep us on track. All we need is a little planning and foresight.
HEROIC: I have to say...it's nice to have that problem off my back.
[[He walks away from the fridge and MISS MATCH notices that he has accidentally erased the entire board with his cape, which is covered with ink smudges.]]
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Triangle and Robert #2230
What exactly does it mean by Triangle's soul being its?
Um.
What sort of possession are we dealing with here? The more we know, the less likely we are to have to resort to an unsatisfying deus ex machina.
Um... it came out of a can that said 'peanut brittle', if that helps.
Serpent god?
