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S. Platypus… doth be careful of that which you ask, thou may get thy fucking brains blown to kingdom cometh.
Side note: I’m very touched with Drinky’s willingness to share such an experience.
Yes. That’s the word. Touched.
This new meta-level-shit doesn’t scare me. In fact I want more.
What a sweet, tender love letter.
Mr. Millionarie… where do you get your ideas?
He gets them mail order from The Acme Idea Service, of course.
Oh that was simply wonderful!
Gotta love how he switches from such faux-proper language to “Say, ain’t you Drinky Crow?” Oh, the dichotomy! (per chance)
I get lots of letters like that. People think I’m Lord Byron. I should do a comic with just ten of those letters copied.
probably
Yep, I too loved the “Say ain’t you Drinky Crow.” And also the “Where do you get your ideas?”
Great idea. Did you get that telegram I sent you? I sent you a telegram cuz my pager’s broke.
I know I’m guilty of this myself though it’s more of the smattering of SAT vocabulary works with an extra-large helpin’ of chatterboxery. Twitter’s “140 characters or less” & I don’t have a bright future together.
This strip is also in the “Favorite Originals to Someday Buy” list.
Short, sweet, to the point, FREE-exactly as inorfmaiton should be!
If you ever went insane, how would anyone know?
These characters appear and it’s like they’ve escaped from Thimble Theater. TM casts his extras from the 1920′s somehow.
Diabolical!! I love it.