Art Comics, submitted by Cliff. Don't even bother trying to regain your eyesight so you may pass by the first page and view the online "comics." Just look at the front page for half a second, close your browser, and douse your monitor with gasoline. There's a great section explaining how to time travel, which makes this site even more bizarre.

Last year, I was in the Records Department of a newspaper company using their facilities to research some material for a magazine article I was writing. Page by page, day by day, and year by year, I had viewed every piece of printed matter from the years "1925" all the through "1929". I found it amazing to be able to have such a wealth of recorded history and nostalgia at my fingertips.

After hours of scanning and piecing together data for my article, my eyes (or should I say my mind) started playing tricks on me. I saw the words, "DOCUMENT'S DIRECTIONS TO TRAVEL BACK IN TIME - COME VISIT ME!!", flashed in front of me. Then the words disappeared. I blinked my eyes and looked again. There were no such words on the screen.

I can imagine why the author wanted to travel back to 1929; his site wasn't around then and the world was a holier, more beautiful place. Plus the comics back then all revolved around cartoon woodland creatures lampooning various lame duck presidents while attending a speakeasy with flappers and bathtub gin, so they didn't even come close to approaching the violent stupidity advocated by the strips in Art Comics.

– Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka (@lowtax)

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