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2005-11-15: Crashed My Car In Psychic Germany
Title of this comic is from some song that I can't remember. Anyone remember? Oh well.
This comic is in the storyline:
- Old Comics
The site started with "cleaned up" comics from my old sketchbooks, which go back almost fifteen years. Eventually I ran out and had to come up with new things! That was a terrifying moment.
Text transcript
[[Rabid discovers a curiously browned Rabot.]] Rabid: Hey, doc! What's up with Rabot? Dr Quickly: Hm? Nothing that I'm aware of... let's investigate! [[Dr Quickly uses a "Science Fork" to poke the robot.]] Dr Quickly: He's all CRISPY and WARM! ... he's ... made out of PASTRY!! Dr Quickly: Wait, Rabid! Don't eat him -- yet! Rabid: What? Why? Some parts are savoury and some are SWEET!! Dr Quickly: Yes, well, but what if it really IS Rabot and he's been, uh, PASTRIED? Rabid: Oh! Good point! [[Rabot lies abandoned on the ground, ants crawling over him.]]