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| ANGELS?! TONS AND TONS OF ANGELS?! WHAT WENT WRONG?! WHERE ARE THE DEMONS? I believe they're all at home, laughing at your stupidity. DALTON! WHAT DID YOU DO?! I just read the incantation, oh Dark One. Let me see that. Hmm...no! It says "Oomo-gway-GWA-vi-tea-zou!" You idiot! You read it wrong! No, Maddraven, you read it wrong. What you read was the spell to summon God. Oh...how nice for me. Yes, isn't it though? |
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| Dr. Dave, Guybrush Threepwood, I haven't seen you boys in a long time. You boys have once again proven that I should never send a machine to do a god's job. Umm...thanks, God. You're welcome as always. Now, what to do about ol' Maddraven here. Hmm...can you boys think of anything? Well, how about making him read this comic over and over and over. No, that's just too cruel. I mean, I'm God, and I didn't even read all this rubbish. No, something less cruel. Hmm...how about putting him in a horrible 80's live action movie of Masters of the Universe? You know, son, that just might work. Yes! I think it will. Ha ha ha ha! There goes all the credibility he might have ever earned as a serious Hollywood actor. That's fitting punishment. God, while you're here, could you tell us where my friends are? No. They told me not to let you know. They did want you to have this neat postcard though. Have a look see. |
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| Dear Dr. Dave, Well, I guess this means you got out of Hell ok. Good for you. If you're wondering what's going on, I'll tell you. Crow died on the trip back up, but he came back to life as regular ol' black Crow. He may still be Crow the white, but he's awfully dirty and doesn't bathe, so it's a bit of a mystery. My beloved Blackbeard came back as well. It seems he didn't die from the intense yelling you did as he never cleaned his ears. It may be unhygenic, but it'll save your life. Now Blackbeard sells his earwax over the internet as earplugs. We've made a fortune and the picture there is of our new house. Well, that's all for now, I suppose. Wish you were here...not really, The Watcher P.S. Guybrush Threepwood is evil. Just kidding. Ha ha ha ha ha. |
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| God, if it's not too much trouble, could you send me back to my sweet sweet Elaine? Sure, no problem. Grr...I'd be ruler of Hell and you'd be dead if it weren't for you meddling kids and that God of yours! Threepy threepy wood! Ahem...now, Threepwood, just click your heels three times and say "I'm a pretty girl" and you'll awake beside Elaine...or be beaten to death by a transvestite biker gang. I'm not telling which, I like to keep you mortals guessing. Right...I'll go do that. See you later...but hopefully not. Well, it looks like it's just you and me, God. Nope. I'm leaving. Here's a rocket though. A ROCKET?! YIPPIE!!! |
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| CONGRATULATIONS!!! YOU'VE READ IT ALL...OR YOU'VE SKIPPED TO THE LAST PAGE! EITHER WAY, YOU'RE A WINNER. THANKS FOR PLAYING AND PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DON'T INFLUENCE ME TO MAKE ANOTHER ONE OF THESE. AS YOU CAN SEE I'M A NO TALENT HACK WHO IS TOO LAZY TO GO THROUGH THIS ENORMOUS PROCESS EVER EVER AGAIN. Home? More Comics? |