Comic for 2009-10-12

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Rabid: Hi! I'm from the future!!
Rabish: You... you just squashed yourself!

Rabid: But I don't REMEMBER that HAPPENING!!

Rabid: I bet I left myself a fortune in my will!!

Dr Quickly: According to the laws of our, as you so eloquently put it, "primitive-ass chump-wad civilization"...

Dr Quickly: At death the assets of a known time traveller are seized for redistribution by the state.

Dr Quickly: At the expense of the next available "instance" of the time traveller, of course.

Rabid: Do you accept FUTURE MONEY?
Dr Quickly: Oh! Ha ha, you misunderstand.

[[ Rabish leaves flowers in memory of Rabid at a Secret Government Research Laboratory. ]]