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Phantom, 9/13/24
The AI-powered Avarice bot learns from the creatures around it and imitates their behavior! It won't be long before it's hoarding priceless relics, lording it over the natives, and acting like a dick to the Jungle Patrol!
Zits, 9/13/24
Jeremy achieves Singularity with a polite, considerate, relatable AI version of himself. But I call shenanigans: there's no way the AI learned those behaviors by training on the Internet.
Rhymes with Orange, 9/13/24
Oh c'mon everybody knows commercials are for looking at your phone.
Gil Thorp, 9/13/24
My only connection to football is a vestigial fondness for the Green Bay Packers from the dairyland of my birth. But in the words of our compatriots over at This Week in Milford, what the hell is going on here? Green Team's QB is passing left but Milford's defenseman intercepts it on the right. Did our point of view cross the line in panel two? And where's the runback? Anybody looking to disprove the General Relativity theory of space-time should fire a couple electrons into Gil Thorp.
Sherman's Lagoon, 9/13/24
Fillmore sits in homage to his idol Truck Tyler, waiting for inspiration. Sadly, Hawthorne's assaults will cause his pickin' finger to lock up.
Rex Morgan, M.D., 9/13/24
All that bullyin' don't sit well with Truck, who knows a thing or two about sittin'.
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