Dilbert Classics by Scott Adams

Dilbert Classics

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  1. Linux0s

    Linux0s said, about 1 year ago

    That sounds pretty worse.

  2. margueritem

    margueritem GoComics PRO Member said, about 1 year ago

    Couldn’t happen to a nicer guy…

  3. fear-ciuil

    fear-ciuil said, about 1 year ago

    Ayuh.

  4. Sisyphos

    Sisyphos said, about 1 year ago

    Hey, look on the bright side, Dogbert! You’re still alive!

  5. Rainfoot

    Rainfoot said, about 1 year ago

    I feel the same way around kids.

  6. Bruno Zeigerts

    Bruno Zeigerts said, about 1 year ago

    Dogbert feels like he’s stoned?

  7. Ron Smith

    Ron Smith GoComics PRO Member said, about 1 year ago

    NO PICTURE!

  8. Fogger_man

    Fogger_man said, about 1 year ago

    @Omnius

    Amen! We earn every penny, regardless of what outsiders looking in think.
    They truly don’t know…

  9. nazzofoggenmach

    nazzofoggenmach GoComics PRO Member said, about 1 year ago

    and some italian religious zealot with a hammer!

  10. nazzofoggenmach

    nazzofoggenmach GoComics PRO Member said, about 1 year ago

    @Linux0s

    worserest! ack ack ack ack…

  11. Tin Can Twidget

    Tin Can Twidget GoComics PRO Member said, about 1 year ago

    @Bruno Zeigerts

    Dogbert feels like he’s stoned?
    .
    Somehow, I don’t think “stoned” is the word he would have used.

  12. Rickapolis

    Rickapolis said, about 1 year ago

    Dogbert has met his match at last.

  13. rgcviper

    rgcviper said, about 1 year ago

    Wow. Would not want to be Dogbert in this case.


    This one gave me a good laugh, though.

  14. MayKitten

    MayKitten GoComics PRO Member said, about 1 year ago

    I remember one substitute teacher, she was so dumb we took out her brains and played with them. Keep away catch first. Then as we dropped it from time to time we went to basketball. After accidentally kicking it a time or two we used the brain as a soccer ball. Then the bell rang, and being good kids we put the brain back where we got it, not necessarily in the same order or condition as we got it. Then we went to the next hour’s class.

    As we were going to lunch, she was strapped to a gurney in a straight jacket screaming something incoherent about, “Brain Vampires,” while white coated attendants wheeled her to the Psychiatric Institute’s ambulance.

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