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PIGITA, I THINK WE SHOULD BREAK UP. WE DON'T HAVE MUCH IN COMMON.
HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT--
SUPPOSE WE'RE LOST IN A SNOWSTORM. WE FIND SHELTER, BUT IT IS MADE OF CHEESE. IF WE EAT IT, WE DIE FROM THE COLD. WHAT SHOULD WE DO?
WE DON'T EAT IT.
WRONG. WE EAT IT AND DIE HAPPY.
I JUST CAN'T BE WITH SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T PRIORITIZE CHEESE.

HEY, RAT, FEELING BRIGHT?
HE'S THE DON OF ONE OF THE LOCAL CRIME FAMILIES BUT DON'T WORRY. HE'S MEETING WITH SOME FLASHLIGHT.
IT'S OKAY. I'M JUST PUTTING BATTERIES IN IT.
WHY IS IT SHAPED LIKE A WOMAN?
IT'S ELIZABETH HURLEY. THAT ACTRESS FROM AUSTIN POWERS. I THINK SHE'S BEAUTIFUL. SO I HAD IT SPECIALLY MADE.
WOW.
PIG! I NEED YOUR HELP.
SURE. WHAT DO YOU NEED?
HEY, RON, YOU, FORMER THIRD STRINGER FOR THE DODGERS. WHAT DO YOU NEED?
I DROPPED MY KEYS OUTSIDE, IT'S TOO DARK TO FIND 'EM. GOT A LIGHT I CAN BORROW?
HERE. BORROW MINE.
THANK YOU SIR. BE RIGHT BACK.
GOSH. I HOPE IT WORKS. NOT SURE IF THOSE BATTERIES WERE FRESH.
OH... SHOULD I CHECK.
OH, SAY CAN YOU SEE BY THE DON'S HURLEY LIGHT?
I'LL LET A PROFESSIONAL HIT YOU.

IT'S SO HARD TO MEET NEW PEOPLE. YOU CAN NEVER TELL IF YOU'RE GONNA END UP LIKING THEM OR DISLIKING THEM.
I CAN TELL IMMEDIATELY IF I'M GONNA DISLIKE A GUY.
HOW?
HE TIES HIS SWEATERS AROUND HIS NECK.
YOU REALLY DON'T HELP.
THE SWEATER-NECKERS ARE A POMPOUS BREED.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING, RAT?
I STARTED A TOUR COMPANY. I GIVE TOURS OF FAMOUS PEOPLE'S HOMES.
OH, WOW. THAT'S VERY FLATTERING. WELL, THIS IS MY DRAWING DESK. AND THERE'S MY PEN. AND...
DUDE. THEY'RE JUST HERE TO USE YOUR JOHN.
SO WHO'S THE MIDDLE-AGED GUY WHO STILL WEARS A BASEBALL CAP?
I DON'T KNOW, BUT HE SHOULD SHAVE.
PLEASE LEAVE.
NICE MAGAZINES IN THE JOHN, PERV.

I THINK I NEED TO MAKE SOME CHANGES.
WHY DO YOU SAY THAT?
BECAUSE I WOKE UP THIS MORNING AND THE MAINTENANCE LIGHT ON MY LIFE WAS BLINKING.
YOU SHOULD TRADE IN THE WHOLE CAR.
PIPE DOWN, MISTER RENT-A-WRECK.

LOOK AT THAT PRETTY GIRL LISTENING TO HER IPOD. I SHOULD TALK TO HER, BUT SHE'S PROBABLY TOO HIP FOR ME.
AW, C'MON, DUDE. HOW CAN YOU HAVE SO LITTLE CONFIDENCE? GO OVER AND SAY SOMETHING TO HER.
HIYA... WHATCHA LISTENING TO?
CHUCK D.
CHARLES DARWIN HAS AUDIO RECORDINGS?
MAYBE YOU HAVE THE RIGHT AMOUNT OF CONFIDENCE.

HEY, RAT, I'D LIKE YOU TO MEET MY NEW FRIEND, DAWN.
I CAN'T SEE HER.
IT'S ALWAYS DARKEST BEFORE THE DAWN.
THERE'S SOME DARKNESS FOR YOU.

SO I'M DRIVING DOWN THE ROAD WHEN I SEE THIS PEDESTRIAN WHO WANTS TO CROSS THE ROAD IN FRONT OF ME. SO I SLOW DOWN TO LET HIM CROSS.
SO?
SO THE GUY FAILS TO GIVE THE HAND WAVE, THE UNIVERSAL ACKNOWLEDGEMENT THAT SOMEONE ON THE ROAD HAS DONE SOMETHING NICE FOR YOU.
WHO CARES?
HE DOES. I ACCELERATED AND RAN OVER HIS TOES.
YOU DIDN'T.
YOU GOTTA GIVE THE HAND WAVE.

WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME?
REMEMBER WHEN THE WORD 'STEWARDESS' BECAME 'FLIGHT ATTENDANT'?
YEAH, AND 'SECRETARY' BECAME 'ADMINISTRATIVE ASSISTANT' AND 'MAID' BECAME 'HOUSEKEEPER' AND 'MIDGET' BECAME 'LITTLE PERSON'?
YEAH. SO?
SO THIS IS THE GUY WHO DECIDES ALL THAT.
BEHOLD! I AM WILLY, THE WORD DECIDER!
SO HOW DO YOU DECIDE ALL THAT, WILLY?
I DUNNO.
WELL, THAT SEEMS KIND OF STUPID.
'STUPID' IS OUT. 'SMARTLESS' IS IN!
WE SHOULD DO SOMETHING ABOUT WILLY.
DON'T BE SMARTLESS.

WOW. THIS PHOTO IS INCREDIBLE.
WHAT'S IT OF?
A TYPE OF DUST STORM THAT SOMETIMES OCCURS IN THE AMERICAN SOUTHWEST. IT'S CALLED A 'HABOOB.'
HABOOB, HUH? NOW THAT I GOTTA SEE.
OH, DO YOU?
LOOK! IT'S SO BIG IT SMOTHERS EVERYTHING!
I'LL LET YOU AND YOUR GIRLFRIEND DISCUSS THIS ALONE.

HOLY SMOKES, RAT, WE'RE RICH.
HEY, WE MAKE SOMETHING THAT'S EXPLODED IN POPULARITY, SO MUCH SO THAT SUPPLY JUST CAN'T KEEP UP WITH DEMAND.
COMICS POLICE. STOP IT RIGHT THERE! THE COMICS PAGE WILL NOT PERMIT THIS FLAGRANT PROMOTION OF --
GREEK YOGURT?
WHAT DID YOU THINK WE WERE MAKING?
HEY! KIDS READ THIS.

HEY, PAT, BEFORE WE GET ANY DEEPER INTO THE TRADE, YOU SHOULD KNOW I HAVE FAMILY IN THE "DRUG ENFORCEMENT AGENCY."
D.E.A.? ARE YOU CRAZY? WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO HIDE OUR ENTIRE LAB!!!
HIDE YOUR ENTIRE WHAT-?
OUR LABRADOR RETRIEVER. HE'S A VERY BAD DOG.
BAD LAB! BAD LAB! BAD LAB!

OKAY, PIG, IF WE'RE GONNA CONTROL THE
TRADE, WE'RE GONNA NEED TO KNOCK OFF THE CURRENT KINGPIN.
WHO'S THAT?
HECTOR "TIC" SALAMANCA..HE'S AN INVALID. CAN'T SPEAK. COMMUNICATES BY RINGING A LITTLE BELL. BUT DON'T BE FOOLED. HE'S DEADLY AND TO BE FEARED.
DING!
DING!
DING!
DING!
HE LOOKS PRETTY DARN CUDDLY.
CATS ARE TRICKY THAT WAY.

SO IF WE'RE GONNA MANUFACTURER HERE, WE'RE GONNA NEED A SHADY LAWYER LIKE SAUL GOOD-MAN TO PROTECT US.
WHAT ACTUAL LAWYER DO WE KNOW WHO'S THAT UNETHICAL AND SLIMY ?
HE MIGHT BE TOO SLIMY.

GOAT! GOAT! DID YOU HEAR THE NEWS? RAT ACCIDENTALLY TESTED HIS OWN BLOOD AND FOUND OUT HE MIGHT BE DYING!!
OH MY GOD... WHAT'S HE GONNA DO?
BUY AN R.V. AND MANUFACTURE [REDACTED]*
HOW CAN YOU PARODY 'BREAKING BAD' IF YOU CAN'T SAY [REDACTED]**
I'M THINKING! I'M THINKING!
THINK FASTER.
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DON'T TELL ME YOU'RE STILL PLAYING CROQUET WITH LITTLE LEMMINGS AS BALLS.
Whuh wrong wid dot?
DON'T YOU READ THE NEWS ABOUT HEAD INJURIES IN SPORTS? AND HERE YOU ARE KNOCKING AROUND LEMMINGS WITH MALLETS?
Whuh we spose do?
AT LEAST GIVE THEM PROTECTIVE HEADGEAR. SOMETHING STRONG THAT WILL PROTECT AGAINST CONCUSSIONS.
SANTA HATS ARE NOT PROTECTIVE.
Hey...Santa no get concussions.

HEY, PIG. WHO'S THE WOMAN NEXT TO YOU?
DO YOU KNOW NEIGHBOR BOB? THAT'S HIS STRANGE WIFE.
WHY DO YOU CALL HER STRANGE?
'CAUSE SHE CALLS HERSELF STRANGE.
"ESTRANGED." SHE DID IT AGAIN.
I DON'T KNOW YOU.

MR. JONES, I'M AFRAID THERE WAS A MISTAKE WITH YOUR BLOOD WORK. YOU MAY NOT BE DYING AFTER ALL.
WHAT HAPPENED?
I ACCIDENTALLY PRICKED MY FINGER DURING YOUR BLOOD TEST AND MY BLOOD DRIPPED ONTO YOUR SAMPLE. SO IT MIGHT BE ME WHO'S DYING.
THAT'S RIGHT. AND THAT WOULD BE A PROFOUND TRAGEDY.
BUT WHAT IF IT'S ME?
THERE'S NO 'I' IN "PROFOUND TRAGEDY."

RAT BECOMES A MEDICAL DOCTOR
BAD NEWS, MR JONES. I'VE DONE YOUR BLOOD WORK, AND IT APPEARS YOU HAVE A FATAL DISEASE.
OH, GOD, NO!
RELAX, MR JONES... RELAX... IT'S NOT ALL BAD NEWS.
WHAT'S THE GOOD NEWS?
WE VALIDATE PARKING.
I SEE YOU'RE FOCUSING ON THE BAD.

Hey, zeeba neighba...
Want play croquet wid us and lemmings?
YOU'RE ACTUALLY PARTICIPATING IN RECREATIONAL SPORTS WITH OTHER SPECIES?
We use dem as balls.
BEATS JUMPING OFF CLIFFS.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING, PIG?

BUILDING STUFF WITH MY NEW ERECTOR SET. NORMALLY, I DON’T LIKE THESE THINGS ‘CAUSE IT’S SO HARD TO DISASSEMBLE WHAT YOU BUILD, BUT THIS ONE AUTOMATICALLY BREAKS APART AFTER YOU’RE FINISHED.

IT’S THAT CONVENIENT?

YEAH. THOUGH IT DOES COME WITH A WARNING.
WHAT’S THE WARNING?
USE DOCTOR FOR ERECTOR BUILDINGS LASTING MORE THAN FOUR HOURS.

PROUD OF YOURSELF?
HARDLY.

OKAY, GUYS. I HAVE AN IDEA. INSTEAD OF ALL BLINDLY JUMPING OFF THIS CLIFF LIKE THE LEMMINGS THAT WE ARE, WHAT IF INSTEAD WE EACH CHOOSE TO THINK FOR OURSELVES?
BUT THAT'S SCARY.
SURE, IT'S SCARY, PHIL. BUT THE ALTERNATIVE IS DEATH.
THAT'S DISCOURAGING.

GOAT! WHAT HAPPENED?
SOME GUY JUST ROBBED ME AT GUNPOINT.
OH MY GOODNESS! WHAT DID HE LOOK LIKE?
SHORT GUY. NOT MUCH HAIR.
HANG ON. I'M AN ARTIST. MAYBE I CAN DO A POLICE SKETCH...OKAY, LET'S SEE. SHORT...NOT MUCH HAIR... WHAT ELSE?
WHITE GUY.
GOT IT. WHAT ABOUT CLOTHES?
SHORT-SLEEVE SHIRT... SHORTS...
PERFECT. I THINK I HAVE IT.
LET'S SEE.
CHARLIE BROWN DID NOT ROB ME AT GUNPOINT.
GOSH, IT, GOAT. I'M A CARTOONIST, NOT A SKETCH ARTIST.

WHAT DO YOU THINK IS THE KEY TO BEING HAPPY
HAVING A SWIMMING POOL. IF I CAN JUST GET A SWIMMING POOL, I'LL BE HAPPY.
I HAVE A SWIMMING POOL. I'M NOT HAPPY.
THIS CHANGES EVERYTHING.

HAVE YOU SEEN ALL THE CONTRACTORS DUMPING THEIR DEBRIS IN THAT EMPTY LOT DOWNTOWN? I FOUND AN OLD LADDER LYING THERE TODAY.
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?
I WROTE TWO LETTERS TO THE CITY COUNCIL. ONE ABOUT THE TRASH I FOUND THERE LAST WEEK, AND ONE ABOUT WHAT I FOUND THERE TODAY. BRING IT TO ME AND I’LL READ IT TO YOU.
WHICH ONE SHOULD I BRING YOU?
THE LATTER LADDER LITTER LETTER.
MAKE IT STOP.