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Share November 24, 1992's comic on:
Dilbert stands in the middle of a crowd of Elbonians, spreads his arms and yells, "Elbonians hear me! You must end your futile civil war." Dilbert gestures toward a pig and continues, "You've been loving your animals and fighting each other. A civilized country should slaughter the animals and simply discriminate economically against each other!" Dilbert asks an Elbonian, "How did my speech go over?" The Elbonian points to the pig and says, "I'm sold, but I think the Secretary of State was a bit put off."
Share January 25, 1993's comic on:
Dilbert, Wally, Alice, the Boss and Ted sit at a conference table. Ted says, "If there are no objections, I'd like to make funny faces and tell a long rambling story." Ted continues, ". . . So, then I said 'You want the MONTHLY report, not the DAILY report.' . . . But that got me thinking . . . So . . ." Ted says, "Blah blah blah" and waves his arms. The Boss thinks, "I can top that."
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Ratbert says to Dogbert, "I think I'm evolving into a flying rat." Ratbert continues, "I noticed that my arms are flatter than my parents' arms. In a million years this natural advantage will become wings!" Dogbert says as Ratbert walks away, "There goes the happiest rat I know." Ratbert flaps his arms and thinks, "Too soon."
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Dilbert sits at his desk and Ratbert sits on the desk holding his arms out. Dilbert says, "Evolution takes millions of years, Ratbert. You'll be long gone before rats develop flying skills." Ratbert replies, "That's what they said to the Wright brothers." Dilbert says, "But THEY built an airplane." Ratbert flaps his arms and asks, "Don't you think they tried this first?"
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Ratbert stands on the table holding his arms out. Ratbert asks Bob the Dinosaur, "Dilbert says it's impossible to fly by flapping your arms. Is he right, Bob?" Bob replies, "It just depends how hard you flap." Dilbert sits in his chair reading the newspaper. Ratbert flies over him and says, "It must be embarrassing to be you."
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Dogbert sits on his pillow reading a book titled "Hypnosis For World Conquest." Dogbert thinks, "Looks easy enough." Ratbert enters and says, "Hi, Dogbert! What are you reading?" Dogbert replies, "Nothing. You will remember nothing." Ratbert holds his arms out like a zombie and asks, "Who am I? Where am I?" Dogbert thinks, "That was a little bit like sandblasting a soup cracker."
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Dilbert and Wally sit at a conference table with a man from marketing. The man says, "You engineers have done NOTHING on my project. You just keep saying I haven't given you sufficient requirements!" The man throws his arms up in frustration and says, "I don't know what else you need and you won't tell me what you need!! Is this just your way of avoiding work??!" Wally replies, "I'll bet you regret choosing marketing as a career path." Dilbert adds, "It looks like a lot of work."
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Dogbert and Ratbert sit on the hassock. Dogbert asks, "Ratbert, did you know that your brain automatically coordinates millions of activities every second?" Dogbert says, "Imagine if it got just a little bit confused - all those neurons firing randomly . . ." Ratbert waves his arms and legs uncontrollably. Dogbert says, "You don't add much to a conversation, but you're easily the best listener I've ever met." Ratbert screams as he falls off the hassock.
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Dilbert is seated at his desk and Ratbert stands on the desk beside him. Dilbert shows Ratbert something in his palm and says, "Look Ratbert. An entire computer has been baked into one silicon chip." Ratbert grabs the chip and eats it, saying, "Thanks! I don't mind if I do!" Dilbert says angrily, "You ate my computer!" Ratbert holds his arms out straight, stares ahead and replies, "I'm a cyborg."
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Dilbert asks Dogbert who sits on the armrest of the couch, "Dogbert, I need your help dealing with a pathological liar at work." Dogbert says, "You're in luck. I happen to have a Ph.D. in Liatology from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology." Dilbert crosses his arms and says defiantly, "I'd love to see your diploma." Dogbert replies, "I'll mail it to you."