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  1. Zarquon says

    Even when you go mad you have to work your way up to the teleporter. First you need to get the hot intern with the automatic weapons, then the gender transmogrifier so you can have lesbian sex with your boyfriend, then create a species of superintelligent hamsters, then you get the teleporter from your mad scientist mother.

  2. quork says

    If you go mad, they give you an 8-track tape deck and tell you that it’s a teleporter.

  3. says

    Well I keep trying to combine myself with a fly with my teleporter but I keep coming out as half man half carpet. At least I had the foresight to put a nice stain-resistant polyester shagpile in it.

  4. QrazyQat says

    If you go mad, they give you an 8-track tape deck and tell you that it’s a teleporter.

    To paraphrase the penguin, who says it’s not?

  5. Torbjörn Larsson says

    Of course every sane biologist needs a teleporter ASAP. How else could you get the DNA repair nanomachines into the cell nucleus for the immortality treatments?

    No, wait, that was another scifi idea.

  6. Torbjörn Larsson says

    Actually, that wasn’t the original idea. IIRC, it used wormholes for manipulations inside the cell. I might have come up with an *original* idea. Remains to write the book…

  7. clheiny says

    I shoulda known you’d be hanging out around Narbonic. And what do you mean “if I go mad”?

  8. David Harmon says

    Definitely a fun strip! But there’s a problem with the evolution of mad scientists: what good is half a teleporter? :-)