All comics by Trobin

 

by Trobin
3-31-05
In the Prison...
Man, i told you so.
But the Goblin told me that if i bash the nail into my head, i will turn into gold!
Woah! Look at this medical bill! It is indeed large.
Maybe you should tell them that Joe is dead, but alive, at the same time!
Later, at the Hospital Operating room...
Yeah, so Joes dead, but alive, at the same time. I think it's best if you don't charge me.
Oh, alright. But how is that possible? OH WAIT! I GET IT! He's an ANGEL! WOAH.

 

by Trobin
3-31-05
Voila. My latest piece of art.
The Colour! Indeed, you have talent in the field of art.
A little. But my real talent dwells within the art of Child Stupidity.
You must show me your real talent.
Ten minutes later...
I have finished.
Your skill...Is unmatched. The nail represents pain? No, sorrow? No no! The pain OF sorrow!

 

by Trobin
4-01-05
The death of Joe is indeed sad. We shall have our revenge.
But Joe did this to himself! You cannot kill the murderer because there is none.
Then i shall do what Joe would want me to do...
TO THE MOON!
TO THE MOON!

 

by Trobin
4-01-05
I do not know what to do now.
We should think of a smart sentence to say, that has something to do with the law of Physics on the moon.
When i raise my arm, it goes up. Something is afoot.
Indeed.

 

by Trobin
4-01-05
Eso es verdaderamente extraño! Señor, ase el pikelet de su tejado!
Iré, pero usted debe come primero una oreja de monos! VAYA! COMA OREJA de MONO!!
JESUS! La cabeza me mata! Rápido, refrena la cabeza señor de la bondad!
No. no hay necesidad para eso. Rápido, come una Morsa.
Estimado El Gigante. ¿Cómo usted es? COMEDOR de MORSA.
What the fuck? I don't speak spanish.

 

by Trobin
4-01-05
There was once a guy named Greg. Greg was a happy Mailman, giving mail to all the good little girls and boys.
But then one day, he accidently cut off his left toe with a butter knife. In great pain, he dialed 911 for a Taxi. They denied his cry for help.
So he grabbed an axe from under his bed and went up to the neighbours pet monkey. With one quick slice, he cut the monkeys head off.
But he was still angry. He threw his axe to a cowboy and picked up his mailbag. He then proceeded to shove packages into peoples mouths.
People did not like this, so they shot him.
Heil Hitler.

 

by Trobin
4-01-05
There was once a guy called Alexander. He was a Zookeeper. He looked after monkeys.
One day, a monkey threw a large lump of shit at him. So, in great anger, he shot the monkey in the foot.
The monkey was not happy with this, so he threw another lump of shit at Alexander.
Alexander then quit his job and became a professional golfer. But the monkey escaped the zoo and shat all over Alexander.
So Alexander broke the monkeys neck and tossed it in a river. The shit left Alexander black, so he changed his name to Tiger Woods.
And that is why Tiger Woods is black.

 

by Trobin
4-01-05
I am still sad. We must revive Joe.
I agree. Legend has it that a magical goat called Ablokosifvfrjugier can revive anything that is dead.
But first, ask that robot for directions.
FOR DIRECTIONS!

 

by Trobin
4-01-05
We have been sent mail. It says that we will find our goal on the sun.
This could be a trap. We are not sure if surviving on the sun is possible.
But it is entirely possible.
Very well. We shall leave at once.
TO THE SUN!
TO THE SUN!

 

by Trobin
4-01-05
This does not look like the sun.
Indeed. It seems we have landed in Hell!
You! Death! I have many talents to show you, if you teleport us to the sun.
Hmm. Show me one of your many talents and i will consider it.
Behold.
Amazing! That's so stupid, it's good!

 

by Trobin
4-01-05
What the hell? We're back on Earth.
We have been tricked!
I guess we need to get on a plane and go to the sun.
An excellent idea. But we have not money with us.
I have a hammer and a nail. I will use my imagination.
Very well.

 

by Trobin
4-01-05
Oh no! The plane is falling apart as we get closer to the sun!
We must jump!
But first, ask that robot for directions.
GOD DAMMIT, FOR DIRECTIONS!

 

by Trobin
5-31-05
Dude, i SO feel like Scooby Doo right now.
Hmm. Do you think there is candy inside?
Probably.
Then go inside and fetch me some candy!
Inside the haunted mansion...
Alright, Mr. Chessboard. If you find any candy, you give it to me, alright?
Stop talking to a chessboard. It makes you look crazy. You know i can't talk, you know.

 

by Trobin
6-10-05
Jeffery...The plane crash...What happened?
We have died. We are in Hell. Go ask Death to release us.
YOU! Release us!
No.
He said no.

 

by Trobin
6-10-05
We have mail. I have an overdue library book.
Why don't you return it?
Because i ate the book.
Uneat it then.
Alright. Could you please hammer this nail into my stomach please?
Certainly.

 

by Trobin
6-10-05
Hahaha...
So, everyone, i've come up with this really funny joke. So it g-Hey, is that fire?
Hahaha...!
No, honestly guys...I think it's on fire.
HAHAHAHAHA!!!
OH MY GOD IT IS ON FIRE.

 

by Trobin
6-10-05
Hmm. This 'Arron Gardner' wants to meet and discuss Guild Wars! I shall go and meet him.
You're Arron Gardner?
Yeah. Hey, you wanna go up to my room and play Guild Wars, baby? Eh? I'm your BITCH for $55.
...
What? Is my stupidity leaking again?

 

by Trobin
6-10-05
Good morning! Would you like to buy a hammer?
I'm sorry but i do not need a hammer right now.
COME ON. BUY MY GODDAMN HAMMER.
N-No! Get off of my lawn!
MOTHER FUCKER!!!

 

by Trobin
6-11-05
Hey, where are we?
I'm not going to lie to you. We are in a grassy area.
YOU'RE A FUCKIN' LEGEND, YOU KNOW THAT?

 

by Trobin
6-11-05
Today, i am answering fan mail. We have a letter here from "Arr0n 9ardner."
"Hey u guyz. u comiks suk. u shuld go play runescape LOL. k im gunna go play guild wars."
Thank you, Arron, for your letter. As a reward, here is a demonstration of what your intelligence looks like from the outside. Go ahead, Joe.
Ouchie.

 

by Trobin
6-11-05
Hmm. I'm gonna join a forum and try to be cool, when actually i am far from it. My name is Arron Gardner and i am a god damn retard.
Lets see now..."I like homo erotica." Yes, that fits my description well.
Meanwhile...
Man, he's gay.

 

by Trobin
6-11-05
So, you're going to teach me?
Yes. Because you have been sent back to the 3rd grade, i will be your teacher.
What are you thinking about, Mr. Blank?
I'm going to rig your chair with C4, then piss on it! I'll also chew gum in class.
You're a little bitch.

 

by Trobin
6-11-05
I am a snowman. I possess the knowledge of many smart people.
Wow! Can you teach me how to fly?!
No i cannot.
WHY?!
...BECAUSE I AM YOU KNOW WHO.
OMFG.

 

by Trobin
6-20-05
I told you not to eat the sandwich! I TOLD YOU.
Now, now, Mr. Blank! Surely there is a way to undo all of this?
Think carefully, Mr. Blank.
...Revive Hitler?
No, Mr. Blank. Try again.

 

by Trobin
6-20-05
Hey, man. Smoking isn't cool.
I beg to differ. A Triceratops with a cigarette? Awesomeness!
Well, alright then. Go smoking dinosaurs!
That's the spirit!
Later...
Sir, could you please put on some pants? I'm sure the Triceratops is liking it, but i don't think everyone else is liking it.

 

by Trobin
6-20-05
As you probably know, the Pancake Law was created last year, in Detroit.
The law allowed Pancakes to be used outside of meal times.
Sadly, the Soviet Union took advantage of this wonderfully genius law and started a war.
The war, now called The Pancake Crusade, was very bloody. Many people had pancakes thrown at their faces.
But, there was one person, who alone had the power to stop the war. But he died.
The End.

 

by Trobin
6-20-05
Did you know that 1 in 10 households possess atomic bombs?
I sure didn't.
Anyway, these bombs can kill alot of people, so if you do have an A-Bomb, remember the 3 Q's.
Question, Quill, Quack.
If you pay attention to these words, you are very retarded. Seek help today!
Bi.

 

by Trobin
6-24-05
Hey, a phone!
It's a RED phone!

 

by Trobin
6-24-05
Merry Christmas, Jeffery!
Thank you! So, what did you get me?
Nothing!
Hey, me too!
Wrong answer, bitch.
Oh, for fucks sake. Not this again.

 

by Trobin
6-24-05
Beep Beep.
So, are we clear? This letter contains the location of your target.
Later...
Fuck man, what took you so long?
He...He took my balls!
Haha. That's pretty funny.
IT IS NOT FUNNY.

 

by Trobin
6-24-05
The Assassination, as mentioned in the previous comic.
You are my target! You must die!
Moo?
...
Moo.
OH DEAR GOD, MY BALLS!
Moo!

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