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HEY, RAT, YOU MEETING ME AT THE DINER TODAY OR NOT?
CAN'T... I'M GOING ON A HOLY CRUSADE AGAINST STARBUCKS. THEY NEVER GIVE ME ENOUGH ROOM IN MY CUP FOR CREAM.
RAT, THE HOLY CRUSADES INVOLVED A BUNCH OF KNIGHTS IN THE MIDDLE AGES WHO TRIED TO RE-CLAIM THE HOLY LAND FOR CHRISTIANITY. I HARDLY THINK IT'S AN APT TERM FOR SOMEONE TRYING TO GET MORE ROOM IN HIS CUP FOR CREAM.
WHATEVER.

WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT, GOAT?
HEY, PIG. MAYBE YOU CAN HELP ME... I'M TRYING TO PICK A VIVARIUM. I'M GONNA BUY A SNAKE AND I NEED A PLACE FOR HIM TO LIVE.
THEN WHY A VIVARIUM?
BECAUSE IT'S WHERE YOU KEEP SNAKES.
I THOUGHT IT'S WHERE YOU KEPT VIVIANS.
MAYBE I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP.
OHHHH, MY AUNT VIVIAN WOULD NEVER FIT IN THIS.

WHERE'S RAT TODAY?
FLYING TO MAUI... HE CASHED IN SOME MILES FROM HIS CREDIT CARD AND GOT A FIRST CLASS TICKET.
RAT FLYING FIRST CLASS, HUH? HOPE IT DOESN'T GO TO HIS HEAD AND MAKE HIM FEEL ALL SUPERIOR TO THE PEOPLE IN COACH.
HOW DO YOU MEAN?
AND IF THERE'S AN ACCIDENT, DO YOU BOTHER SAVING THE LITTLE PEOPLE?

A world of infinite possibilities awaits you.
A world of infinite possibilities awaits you.
A world of infinite possibilities will one day await you.
A world of infinite possibilities might one day await you.
A world of limited possibilities might one day await you.
A world of limited possibilities await you.
You're hosed.
IT'S GETTING HARDER AND HARDER TO WRITE A COLLEGE GRADUATION CARD.

DO YOU EVER WORRY THAT YOUR EGO'S A LITTLE INFLATED AND THAT YOU'LL DIE WITHOUT LEARNING HUMILITY?
NO. BECAUSE IT'S NOT TRUE.
IT'S NOT TRUE THAT YOU HAVE A BIG EGO?
THAT I DIE. I THINK MY IMMORTALITY PRECLUDES IT.
YOU MIGHT HAVE A BIG EGO.
IS THE MORTAL STILL TALKING?

HEY, GOAT... I'VE GOT A QUESTION, BUT IT'S KIND OF COMPLEX. SO CAN YOU WAIT 'TIL I'M DONE BEFORE YOU ANSWER?
SURE.
ALRIGHT, SO IF A GUY IS FROM AMERICA, YOU SAY HE'S AMERICAN. AND IF A GUY IS FROM RUSSIA, YOU SAY HE'S RUSSIAN. BUT IF THE GUY IS FROM FINLAND, YOU SAY HE'S WHAT?
FINNISH.
DID YOU HEAR WHAT I SAID?
I DID.
DID WHAT?
YOU'RE NOT VERY HELPFUL.

WHAT'S GOING ON WITH THIS STUPID TYPE-FONT?
I THOUGHT IT WOULD MAKE THE DIALOGUE EASIER TO READ.
YEAH, WELL I LIKE STRIPS DONE ENTIRELY BY HAND, NOT BY SOME COMPUTER.
WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL?
BECAUSE I WANT TO SEE A LINE PRODUCED BY THE HUMAN HAND. IT'S LIKE ALL THOSE CARTOONS THAT USE A COMPUTER TO CUT-AND-PASTE ART. I HATE IT! AND SO DO FANS. ASK ANYBODY.
DO YOU GUYS HATE IT?
NOPE
NOPE
NOPE
NOPE
NOPE
NOPE
NOPE
NOPE
NOPE
NOPE
NOPE
NOPE
NOPE
DELETE THOSE NO.

HEY THERE, GOAT... I'D LIKE YOU TO MEET MY FRIEND, BIG GUIDO... YOU SHOULD KNOW, IF NEED BE, HE CAN HAVE YOU TAKEN CARE OF.
AAAAHHHHHHHHHH
HE'S A NURSE.
SOME CULTURAL STEREOTYPES ARE SO DARN PERVASIVE.

ONE IS FILLED WITH SUGAR, ONE IS FILLED WITH ARROWS. ONE IS FILLED WITH SUGAR, ONE IS FILLED WITH ARROWS.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING, PIG?
TRYING TO MEMORIZE THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN CUSTARD AND CUSTER.
NOW YOU'VE THROWN ME OFF.

DO YOU REALIZE THAT IF YOU WERE TO GO INTO THE MEN'S ROOM OF THE SMALLEST BAR IN THE TINIEST TOWN IN AMERICA AND WRITE SOMETHING JUST ABOVE THE URINAL, YOU'D PROBABLY GET AT LEAST THREE PEOPLE TO READ IT
YEAH, SO
SO THAT'S THREE MORE PEOPLE THAN READ GOAT'S BLOG
PLEASE GO AWAY
HERE... FIND A RESTROOM
OH, GOAT, YOUR FIRST BIG BREAK

HEY, ZEBRA... WHATCHA WATCHING?
FUNERAL... FOR ONE OF THE CROCS.
I DIDN'T THINK THEY HELD FUNERALS.
I DIDN'T EITHER... AT LEAST I'VE NEVER SEEN ONE.
ME NEITHER.
YEAH, AND IT'S WEIRD, BUT THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT IT THAT'S REASSURING.
HOW SO?
I DUNNO. I GUESS IT MAKES ME REALIZE THAT THEY, TOO, SUFFER LOSS... THAT THEY, TOO, NEED THE COMFORT OF CEREMONY AND THE COMPANY OF LOVED ONES TO GET THEM THROUGH... I MEAN, LOOK, THEY'VE EVEN BEEN EULOGIZING HIM.
Fred died. No one cares. Me take his beer.
NEVER MIND.
Hey... Why you get his beer, Larry?
Because me beegerr den you be.
Okay... Me keel Larry.

DO YOU REALIZE THAT THE HUMAN HAND CONTAINS MORE GERMS THAN THE HUMAN MOUTH?
SO?
SO WHAT DO WE DO WHEN WE GREET EACH OTHER?
WE GRAB HANDS! FROM A HYGIENE PERSPECTIVE, WE MIGHT AS WELL KISS PEOPLE WE MEET ON THE MOUTH!
HOW DO YOU DO?

WHERE'S YOUR SEA ANEMONE ENEMY AND THE OPRAH OPERA AT THE O'PY OSPREY?
THEY WENT HOME.
GOOD, YOU MEAN WE'RE DONE WITH ALL THAT STUPID WORDPLAY?
YEAH, THE OSPREY HAD TO TAKE CARE OF HER SICK SON OWIE. I GUESS HER SISTER WAS FEEING IN HIS NUMBING SHOTS. AND HER TWO GIRLS, MOLLY AND ANNA, ARE TOO YOUNG TO TAKE CARE OF THEMSELVES. IT'S WEIRD 'CAUSE IT'S THE ONLY TIME EVER MY ENEMIES HAVE LEFT WITHOUT EVEN TRYING TO ATTACK.
THAT'S QUITE AN ANOMALY!
WHAT'S AN ANOMALY?
THE ANNA, MOLLY AND NUMB OWIE ANOMALY.

PIG GETS A VISIT FROM HIS HEAT-
PACKING SEA ANEMONE ENEMY
PLEASE DON'T AIM AT ME, ANNIE MAY, MY SEA ANEMONE ENEMY, AND BRING ABOUT THE END OF ME .
IT IS NOT I, YOUR SEA ANEMONE ENEMY, YOU SHOULD FEAR, PIG. IT IS A SEA- BIRD WHOSE ONLY GOAL HAS TO BRING A DAYTIME TALK SHOW TO WATCH HER PERFORM 'LA BOHEME' AT A GRAND OLE COUNTRY MUSIC VENUE.
THE OPRAH
OPERA
AT THE
OPRY
OSPREY?
GREETINGS.
GIVE ME
THE GUN.
I'LL SHOOT
HIM
MYSELF.

WHERE'VE YOU BEEN THIS MORNING?
SAYING BON VOYAGE TO MY LIL' GUARD DUCK. HE WENT ON A CRUISE TO MEXICO. IT'S SILLY, BUT HE'S SO AFRAID TO LEAVE ME ALONE, AS THOUGH A GUY LIKE ME HAS ENEMIES.
LIKE ANNIE MAY, YOUR SEA ANEMONE ENEMY?
LET'S KEEP THIS CLOSED.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING, RAT?
PAINTING A BOOMERANG ON THE DOOR TO PEOPLE YOU NEVER WANT TO SEE AGAIN. IT SYMBOLIZES HOW EX-GIRLFRIENDS AND OTHER IDIOTS YOU NEVER WANT TO SEE AGAIN KEEP COMING BACK INTO YOUR LIFE.
PLEASE TELL MY EX I HAVE EARS.
SHE HAS EARS.
HEARD HER.

WHAT'S THAT, RAT?
THE "GHOST OF PEOPLE YOU NEVER WANT TO SEE AGAIN"... YOU KNOW, EX-LANDLORDS, OLD BOSSES, EX-GIRLFRIENDS...
POP QUIZ!
NINTH-GRADE ENGLISH TEACHERS.
I HAVEN'T EVEN READ THE CHAPTER.

WHAT THE HECK'S GOING ON? THIS IS LAST WEEK'S STRIP.
IT'S EITHER COMICS REPEATS, SO I THOUGHT, WHY CAN'T WE?
BECAUSE I DON'T LIKE IT. I THINK COMICS SHOULD BE FRESH AND NEW.
BLAH BLAH BLAH... WHO CARES?
I CARE... YOU CAN'T JUST REPEAT SOMETHING YOU'VE ALREADY RUN. AT LEAST ADD SOMETHING TO THE ORIGINAL THAT'S FRESH AND FUNNY.
CHAT WITH THE SIMPLETONS AND IDIOTS AGAIN?
FINE. YOU WANT SOMETHING NEW AND FUNNY? I'LL ADD SOMETHING NEW AND FUNNY.
I THINK YOU'RE GONNA REGRET THIS.
MOP THE TARDIS IMPALES RATS.
KSSSHHHHH
YOU WERE RIGHT. WE'LL ADD SOMETHING NEW AND FUNNY TO EVERY STRIP.
I THINK I PREFER THE ORIGINAL.
WE SHOULD RUN.

HIYA, GOAT. WANT SOME DINNER? I'M COOKING LIVER AND ONIONS.
NO. TOO DEPRESSED.
HOW COME?
I WAS SUPPOSED TO GO ON A DATE TONIGHT, BUT THE GIRL JUST CALLED AND SAID SHE'S GOING OUT WITH SOME OTHER GUY... I WAS LIKE, WHAT AM I, CHOPPED LIVER?
WHAT THE @#*&! IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?
GUYS, GUYS, GUYS..
A STINKING LOSER IS WHAT YOU ARE
WHY MUST I LIVE IN A COMIC STRIP?

FINALLY GOT RID OF CABLE AS A WAY TO SAVE MONEY. FIGURE I CAN SKIP T.V.
YEAH. I THINK WE'RE ALL FIGURING OUT WAYS TO SAVE MONEY. I'M SKIPPING EATING OUT.
YEAH. I SKIP MOVIES
HAIRCUTS.
SOME THINGS SHOULDN'T BE SKIPPED.
OH, AND SOAP. I'M NOW AU NATUREL.
BREATHING. I'IL SKIP BREATHING.

DOES SOMEONE ON "FACEBOOK"
SEE IT WHEN
YOU DECLINE
THEIR FRIEND
REQUEST?
NO. ALL THEY
NOTICE IS
THAT YOU'RE
STILL NOT
ON THEIR
FRIEND LIST.
SO THEY DON'T
GET A MESSAGE
THAT SAYS, "RAT
HAS REJECTED
YOUR OFFER OF
FRIENDSHIP"?
OH, DEFINITELY
NOT. I'M SURE
"FACEBOOK"
WOULD NEVER
WANT TO
HUMILIATE
SOMEONE
LIKE THAT.
THAT'S TOO BAD.
END OF
CONVERSATION.
IT SHOULD
SAY, "RAT
HAS REJECTED
YOUR SAD
LITTLE
LOSERFACE."

FOUND THE FAT MAN!
SOME PEOPLE WATCH ALFRED HITCHCOCK MOVIES FOR MORE THAN JUST SPOTTING THE ALFRED HITCHCOCK CAMEOS.
OFF TO RENT MORE.

Whuh you reading, Bob?
Ees bok on how crocs keel prey with death roll.
Roll keel dem?
Oh, yeah. It snap neck. Why?
Peese. Eet wid dinner.

HEY, RAT, HAVE YOU MET MY FRIEND, SMOKEY THE BEAR?
ONLY YOU CAN PREVENT FOREST FIRES.
HE'D PROBABLY LIKE IT IF YOU BOUGHT HIM A BEER.
WHY SHOULD I BUY HIM A BEER?
ONLY YOU CAN PREVENT SMOKEY GOING HOME SOBER.
THIS COULD GET ANNOYING.
ONLY YOU CAN PREVENT SMOKEY GOING HOME LONELY.
CREEP.

WHY ARE YOU WEARING A HALO AND WINGS?
I, RAT, HAVE FOUND RELIGION.
YOU?
YES, MY BROTHER. I AM EVEN FASTING FOR LENT.
FASTING?...WHAT ARE YOU GIVING UP?...MEATS?...ALCOHOL?
MORONS.
MORONS?
YES, BROTHER. FOR THE NEXT 24 DAYS, I WILL NO LONGER CHAT WITH THE SIMPLETONS AND IDIOTS AROUND ME.
HOW CAN YOU CLAIM TO BE RELIGIOUS IF YOU'RE GOING AROUND CALLING PEOPLE YOU TALK TO "MORONS" AND "SIMPLETONS" AND "IDIOTS"?
YOU'RE NOT GONNA RESPOND?
I'D BE BREAKING MY FAST.
WHY DO I—
AWAY, CHOWDERHEAD! TEMPT ME NOT!!