Old Comics / The Dinner Party
Drawn by the mouse! Lettered by a computer! Oh, what a terrible future did this portend. And it wasn't even in colour. If you get this comic, you're a nerd.
Dr Quickly: I'm DISPLEASED with this placement.
Rabid: The DINNER PARTY is in mere MINUTES. Dear Doctor! How can WE rearrange in TIME to suit your TASTES?
Dr Quickly: There should be SOME fast determination of OPTIMAL SEATING...
<<DING DONG!!>>
Rabid: Someone at the door? ALREADY?!
Salesman: HELLO!! I AM A TRAVELLING SALSEMAN!!
Rabid: What do you SELL? And make it snappy, we're EXPECTING guests...
Salesman: GUESTS, EH?! I'LL BRIEFEN MY SPIEL!! I SELL SOLVENTS AND SOLUTIONS FOR INTRACTABLE DIFFICULTIES!!
Rabid: Oh REALLY? Come IN, come IN!
Salesman: THANKYOU!! OH! A DIFFICULT TABLE SETTING! WHAT AN EXCELLENT OPPORTUNITY FOR ME TO DEMONSTRATE MY WARES!! ... This puts me in mind of a similar problem I encountered in a dining hall for philosophers...
Salesman: I'LL JUST SWAP THESE... AND SORT THESE...
Dr Quickly: HOLD, YOU! Rabid, what CHARLATAN is this YOU'VE invited to DESPOIL MY SETTING?
Dr Quickly: Wait a second... you've SOLVED the table setting problem... I was GOING TO have to sort it out myself! THANKYOU! How CAN I ever repay you?!
Salesman: IT WAS NOTHING! BUT TO REPAY ME, YES... COULD YOU TELL ME THE FASTEST WAY TO VISIT ALL THE REST OF THE HOUSES IN YOUR NEIGHBOURHOOD?
Salesman and Dr Quickly: HA HA HA HA HA HA!!! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!! HA HA! HA HA HA!! HA HA HA!
Rabid: I don't get it...
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