So it was the fault of my own supreme laziness that these things stopped going, so I guess it's up to me to get them going again.
Before we begin, I'd like to report that last night I had a dream where I was introducing a 'Professor Makinyon' at a fancy dinner. Professor Makinyon was wearing a hat that looked just like the hat of our own Resident Professor of Goatematics [du.edu]. This dream may or may not be related to the sudden resurgance of the TCP.
Anyhow, so Fineas' expression in the last panel of today's strip seems to suggest that Oliver has gained the upper hand. Or has he?
| 4% (1) | Unable to stand the sight of his friend being tortured in such a way, Fineas will succumb to Oliver and give up the robot. The strip will then revert to a gag-a-day deal, though this time about Fineas and Diablo living with the Slugs. | |
| 23% (5) | Fineas will unleash his Fish-Fu spirit. An epic battle lasting six months will ensue. It will end in an unsatisfying draw. | |
| 38% (8) | Wait, why do giant rocks hurt Diablo when he can have his head ripped off and still be perfectly fine? | |
| 0% (0) | Oliver will see the error of his ways and tell Fineas where Phillip is. He will spend the rest of his days atoning for his sins against the Slugs, granting both tribes a cupcake-filled utopia. I know, I didn't see it coming either. | |
| 33% (7) | Carl and Roger will reemerge from the pit. Though only an instant has passed, the two ex-bikers have lived a thousand lifetimes in the time-altering pub, with only two things to occupy them: beer... and the lust for revenge. |
"And I have a package of trail mix!"




