Crashed My Car In Psychic Germany
2005-11-15
News post title lost in crash
Title of this comic is from some song that I can't remember. Anyone remember? Oh well.
Transcription
[[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.]]
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