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Panel 1: Lisa is looking at her hot pink pet projector.
Lisa: Such a strange little device…
Panel 2: Close up of her peeling back something on the pet projector.
Lisa: Hmm, what’s this?
Panel 3: Close of Lisa’s wide eyes.
Panel 4: Lisa approaches her work mates.
Lisa: Guys! Remove your Pet Projectors! They have drugs in them! They seep into your body and turn you into pet-collecting addicts!
Panel 5: Her coworkers all take their pet projectors in their hands and look at them for a moment, startled.
Panel 6: The coworkers start rubbing the pet projectors on their bodies.
Kendra, Patrick, Emo Guy (together): Mmmm, drugsssss….
Lisa (facepalm): Degenerates.
Wouldn’t putting that amount of drugs be quite expensive?
Lisa sure knows her drugs?
Lol. poor Lisa.
so true… the alt text that is….
AHAHAHAHAAHA-
im cold
Mmmmm… Drugs.. I prefer my WoW and my weed-consumer troll shaman ^^
Isn’t that how it is all the time? You tell somebody not to do something and they do it
Kendra’s “straight-to-the-brain” approach made me cackle.
Pet Projector, apply directly to the forehead.
Pet Projector, apply directly to the forehead.
Etc. ad nauseam. (“HeadOn” commercial parody.)
Well, if you’ve already paid for them…
Well, this would explain Blizzard’s popular “pay real money for pets” idea…
Um… belly drugs? I think it already got to Mr. Emo’s head. (or should I say stomach?
*shot*)
LOL, I often feel like Lisa there….
It’s excusable, I guess, if she doesn’t recognize a Proton Energy Pill when she sees one. Nor yet Underdog’s Super Energy Pill.
Interdimensional portal to a holographic representation takes a lot of power…