Thursday, July 31, 2014
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Tuesday, July 29, 2014
Monday, July 28, 2014
Sunday, July 27, 2014
Saturday, July 26, 2014
Friday, July 25, 2014
Thursday, July 24, 2014
Wednesday, July 23, 2014
Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Monday, July 21, 2014
Sunday, July 20, 2014
Saturday, July 19, 2014
Friday, July 18, 2014
A façade
I'm out of the country, and I don't know how frequent my internet access will be. So I drew these backup comics over the last couple months and am in the process of getting them to auto-post once a day in my absence.
We're in XKCD's universe, now. Goodbye, faces.
Thursday, July 17, 2014
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
Monday, July 14, 2014
Sunday, July 13, 2014
Saturday, July 12, 2014
Generous sponsors
Cocaine: you'll never want to stop.
Cocaine: so good, you'll sell your grandma's insulin just to get a fix.
The CIA: "How were we supposed to know the Taliban would be bad?"
The CIA: Seriously, overthrowing democratically elected governments when they feel like it.
Friday, July 11, 2014
Thursday, July 10, 2014
Free estimates
Mental Health
The sign read 'Free Estimates', so Gerald thought it was worth a try. He went to the woman at the counter and said, "How many gum balls do you think I can fit in my mouth?"
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Traffic suggestions
Mental Health
"Wait, no," the sign said, too softly for the passing car to hear. "Actually, I'm feeling really lonely, here. It would be nice if you could stay a while..." The sign looked up and saw that the car was long gone. "...Oh."
Tuesday, July 8, 2014
Unprecedented pranks
Mental Health
"Now, as you come out of general anesthesia, I want you to think about what would be cooler than having two arms and two legs. And OK, do you have it pictured? Because unless you were thinking 'a full set of transplanted tentacles', our head surgeon's idea was better."
"..."
"Look, everyone. He's speechless. Congratulations, tentacle boy!"
Monday, July 7, 2014
Tragically misunderstood
Mental Health
Through a cruel twist of cosmic fate, the crash-landed extra-terrestrials' cries for help in their native language sounded almost identical to horribly offensive insults in the Brazilian Portuguese spoken around their crash site. Before the misunderstanding could be cleared up, an interstellar war was begun.
Sunday, July 6, 2014
A friendly situation
Mental Health
The exits were sealed. The lighting was low. Snacks and drinks adorned the tables. Milton felt himself begin to sweat. Things were about to get friendly in here.
Saturday, July 5, 2014
Friday, July 4, 2014
Thursday, July 3, 2014
Wednesday, July 2, 2014
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
À la recherche du petit déjeuner perdu
Mental Health
"What do you mean, it's after 10:30? I think the guy holding the gun gets to decide what time it is, and when the breakfast menu closes, for that matter.
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