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CAN I HELP YOU TWO?
YEAH...WE'RE LOOKING FOR THE WINE COUNTRY.
WELL...YOU FOUND IT...NOT MUCH TO IT, THOUGH, IS IT?
IT LOOKS OKAY TO ME.
YEAH, BUT
WE'VE HAD STORMS...
TOO MUCH FOGGY NIGHTS...
TOO MUCH COLD CRUDE,
AND
OH, THE TRAFFIC. WHAT ABOUT THE TRAFFIC?! THE POLLEN ? MY ALLERGIES?
GUYS GUYS GUYS...WINE COUNTRY... W-I-N-E... NO "H."
OH...
NO IDEA, MAN.
BUT IT'S PROBABLY A TERRIBLE PLACE TO VISIT !!
WHY, WAY OVERPRICED, DUDE!
GET BACK HERE! I HAVEN'T FINISHED LISTING MY HEALTH PROBLEMS !!
BUT I'M GONNA CHECK OUT THIS PLACE.
SHUT UP, MORON...I'VE READ THE MAP.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING, PIG?
I WISH I KNEW.
HOW DO YOU FIND YOURSELF TIED UP IN A GARDEN HOSE WITH A PAPER BAG OVER YOUR HEAD AND NOT KNOW WHY?
IT'S BEEN THAT KIND OF MORNING.

WHO ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO BE?
I AM JOHN MCENIRAT. IT IS MY HOMAGE TO THE GREATEST TENNIS PLAYER IN THE HISTORY OF THE SPORT... JOHN MCENROE.
SINCE WHEN DID YOU START LIKING TENNIS?
TENNIS?? WHO CARES ABOUT TENNIS??... THIS MAN WAS A PIONEER IN THE SCIENCE OF YELLING AT IDIOTS.
IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME, I'M GONNA SIT QUIETLY OVER THERE AND DO MY BEST PETE SAMPRAS...
YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS!!
I'M SORRY, BUT I SEEM TO HAVE SPITTLE IN MY SOUP AGAIN.

HEY THERE, RAT. I HEAR YOU'RE SELLING GINGERBREAD MEN. I'D LIKE TO BUY SOME.
OKAY... HANG ON... I'LL GET THE LATEST BATCH.
YOU KNOW, IT'S FUNNY, BUT GINGERBREAD MEN REALLY TAKE ME BACK TO A TIME IN MY YOUTH WHEN I USED TO GO TO THE CORNER BAKERY AND BUY THEM FRESH. IT WAS SUCH A SWEET, INNOCENT TIME... EVERYONE REALLY SEEMED TO CARE FOR EACH OTHER.
AH- HERE IT IS.
A SAD DAY FOR TIMMY...
...CAN YOU GUESS WHY TIMMY'S SAD?

GEE, ZEBRA, I LOVE THE PLASTIC FLAMINGO YOU PUT ON YOUR LAWN.
WHAT THE? I HAD TWO OUT HERE... SOMEONE MUST HAVE STOLEN ONE.
WHY WOULD SOMEONE DO THAT?
NO IDEA... THEY'RE WORTH PRACTICALLY NOTHING.
WAY TO GO LARRY! WAY TO GO!!
Me can taste already.

OKAY, PIG, I'VE TAKEN THE LIBERTY OF GRABBING YOUR 2006 CALENDAR AND PUTTING AN 'X' ON EVERY DAY THAT I'LL BE GRUMPY NEXT YEAR. THAT WAY YOU'LL KNOW WHICH DAYS TO AVOID ME.
YOU HAVE AN 'X' ON EVERY SINGLE DAY.
LOOKS LIKE IT'S GONNA BE ONE OF THOSE YEARS.

I THOUGHT THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO DELIVER OUR FANCY, NEW SELF-CLEANING OVEN TODAY.
THEY DID.
BUT I WAS JUST IN THE KITCHEN AND SAW THE OLD ONE THERE. WHERE'S THE FANCY, NEW SELF-CLEANING ONE ?
WELL, THAT WAS ONE RELAXING SHOWER.
THIS COMIC STRIP HAS ISSUES.

NOW THEN MR. UH, CROCODILE...
ACCORDING TO YOUR COVER LETTER,
YOU’RE HAVING TROUBLE CATCHING
PREY AND YOU NEED SOME MONEY TO
BUY GROCERIES...IS THAT TRUE?
DAT EES CORRECK.
OKAY, FINE. UH,
NOW, YOUR RESUME...
DO YOU HAVE COMPUTER EXPERT. IS THAT TRUE?
LET ME ME,
MEESTER MAN.
OKAY, BUT I’M A LITTLE
CONCERNED. YOU’VE SPELLED
IT 'COMPOOTER.'
DAT RIGHT.
SHOWERING PENCIL EEN NOSE.
ME HOPE IMPRESS YOU.
OH MY LORD...WILL YOU
PLEASE
'KNOCK KNOCK'
'WHO DERE'
HULLOO...ME IS BILL GATE. ME INVEENT
LENOOS. ME JUST WANT SAY DAT
DIS GUY HERE IS WURLDS BEST COMPOOTER
GUY...AND ME WOULD KNOW...ME BILL GATE.
OKAY...THAT DOES IT...GET
OUT! BUT NOT, YOU--THIS
IS RIDICULOUS...YOU FOCUS!
COMPLETE YOUR INTERVIEW!
NEVER, EVER COME BACK!
...ME HAD JOB 'TIL
YOU SHOW UP.

WHAT'S THAT THING?
IT'S A LITTLE HOOK. I JUST PUT IT UP THERE FOR US TO HANG OUR COATS ON.
HOW DOES IT WORK?
DUDE, IT'S A COAT HOOK. YOU HANG YOUR COAT ON IT.. YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE THAT?
HEH HEH HEH...
OF COURSE.
GOOD..NOW I GOTTA RUN SOME MORE ERRANDS. I'LL BE BACK IN A FEW HOURS.
..WELL AM I GLAD TO SEE YOU.

WHAT ARE YOU FILLING OUT, RAT?
IT'S A JOB QUESTIONNAIRE.
IT MATCHES YOU WITH YOUR PERFECT CAREER...
RIGHT NOW, IT LOOKS LIKE I GOT 'PROFESSIONAL CRITIC' WRITTEN ALL OVER ME.
WHAT'S A 'PROFESSIONAL CRITIC?'
IT SAYS, 'SOMEONE WHO SO LACKS THE NECESSARY SKILL TO ENTER A GIVEN PROFESSION THAT THEY CHOOSE INSTEAD TO SIT IN JUDGMENT OF IT...
SEE, ALSO, 'BITTER BETTY.'
SOMEONE PAYS YOU TO BE BITTER?
THE BITTERER THE BETTERER.

HEY THERE, RAT. LISTEN, I HAVE TO BRING THE DESSERT FOR A POTLUCK ENGAGEMENT PARTY MY FRIENDS ARE HAVING AND I THOUGHT I COULD BRING SOME OF YOUR GINGERBREAD MEN.
HMMMMM... I THINK I HAVE SOMETHING WITH A MOM AND WIFE THEME. AH, YES, HERE IT IS. I EVEN GAVE IT A NICE TITLE...
OH, YEAH?... WHAT IS IT?
“BOB AND TERRY HAVE THEIR DIFFERENCES.”
... YOU KNOW, MAYBE I’LL JUST PICK UP SOMETHING AT THE STORE.
PEOPLE WITH EDIBLE HEADS REALLY SHOULDN’T FIGHT.

HEY THERE, JOHNNY SEAL. THANKS FOR COMING TO MY BIRTHDAY PARTY.
MY PLEASURE, PIG.
HEY, LISTEN, NOT TO BE A PAIN, BUT IS THERE ANY WAY I CAN BE RE-SEATED? YOU'VE GOT ME AT TABLE SEVEN.
OH, I'M SORRY... I HAD RAT PUT TOGETHER THE SEATING CHART FOR ME. DID HE STICK YOU AT A BAD TABLE?
YOU COULD SAY THAT...
...AND WILL YOU BE SERVING FOOD?
SOON, VERY SOON.

Dear Condoleezza Rice,
I am a big fan of the 'Care Bears'.
Maybe you are too.
My favorite bear is 'Harmony Bear'.
I suggest you send him to the Middle East to solve the Arab/Israeli problem.
Dude, why do you write these moronic letters?
Do you honestly think Condoleezza Rice is gonna follow your advice and send a 'Care Bear' to Jerusalem who will magically solve the world's most intractable dramatic crisis?...
YAY!!

WHAT ARE YOU MAKING, RAT?
GINGERBREAD MEN.
OOOOOOH... I LOVE GINGERBREAD MEN. I THINK THEY'RE SO DARN CUTE.
GOOD... LEMME SHOW YOU MY LATEST...
IT'S CALLED, "DON'T MESS WITH LARRY."
CAN YOU GUESS WHICH ONE IS LARRY?

I LOVE TAKING MY COFFEE OUTSIDE AND DRINKING IT IN THE BEAUTY OF NATURE. THE SKY. THE TREES. THE GRASS.
AND LOOK. HEH HEH HEH. A LITTLE OLD WORM...
...YOU POOR LITTLE GUY.
JUST INCHING ALONG...EVER SO SLOWLY...FROM ONE HOME TO ANOTHER...
WHAT A SAD LITTLE LIFE...NO MEANING...NO PURPOSE...POOR LIL' FELLA...
WHEN YOU DIE, I EAT YOU... WHO'S YOUR DADDY NOW, B****?
I'D BE JUST AS HAPPY INSIDE A STARBUCK'S.

CHECK OUT THESE NEW CD'S I BOUGHT.
I THOUGHT YOU WERE BROKE.
I WAS, BUT I PAWNED SOME STUFF AT THE PAWN SHOP DOWNTOWN AND RAISED A LITTLE CASH.
WHAT'D YOU SELL?
SIGH...

WELL, WE'VE GOT OUR "A"s BACK... A WHOLE BUNCH OF THEM.
WHERE'D YOU GET THEM?
I "BORROWED" THEM.
BORROWED THEM? FROM WHERE?
WH T JUST H PPENED?

WHAT’S UP WITH OUR DIALOGUE TODAY?
WELL, SINCE THE COMIC STRIP DIDN’T RUN OUT OF THE FIRST LETTER OF THE ALPHABET, HE THOUGHT HE’D USE MORE HIS OWN..
BUT HE’S USING THE WRONG LETTER. THOSE ARE “U”s.
WELL, HE’S UFF THE GROCERY STORE NOW BUYING ME SOME FLUUR..I’LL TELL HIM WHEN HE GETS BUCK WITH MY
-TWU STICKS UF FLUUR!
...WE NEED TU TALK.

I HE RD WE R N OUT OF THE FIRST LETTER OF THE LPH BET.
YE H...BUT I M NGED TO BUY DOZEN ON THE BL CK M RKET.
WELL...WE’LL JUST H VE TO BE RE L C REFUL WITH THEM... ISN’T TH T RIGHT, CHUCKIE?
BRAAAAAAAAH!
B H.

WH T'S GOING ON?
WE R N OUT OF THE 1PH BET. THERE'S SHORT EGE IN THE COMIC STRIP F CTORY.
WH R WE GONN DO?
WELL, WE'VE GOT SIX EMERGENCY S IF WE NEED THEM. OUR PL N IS TO JUST ST Y C LM ND USE THEM JUDICIOUSLY.
AAAAHHH!!
DMN TH T PIG.

WE GOT A NOTICE FROM THE COMIC STRIP FACTORY SAYING THAT THEY'RE ALMOST OUT OF THE LETTER "A." THEY WANT US TO REDUCE OUR USAGE.
WHAAAAT? THAT'S BRD... BRD. BRD. BAAAAAAAAAAD.. AS ARE GRET. ALL AS ARE GRET... THAT CAN MAKE AN ANIML SCREM. AAAAAAAH...CHH!! WIT.. HAFTA SNEE...AAAAAHCHOO!!!
RE YOU H PPY?

HEY, PIG... GO LIGHT ONE OF THOSE LOGS IN THE FIREPLACE WHILE I FINISH DECORATING THE TREE....
I THOUGHT YOU DIDN'T LIKE LIGHTING THOSE BECAUSE OF THE POLLUTION THEY CREATE.
CHRISTMAS IS THE ONE EXCEPTION.
WHY DO YOU MAKE AN EXCEPTION FOR CHRISTMAS?
I HAVE MY REASONS....
Me feel kinda hot.
Please shut mouf... feet butt een there.

WHAT'S THE MATTER, DARBY NUT AND SCOTTIE NUT? . . . DON'T YOU FEEL LIKE PLAYING TODAY?
IT'S YOUR FRIEND. . . HE MAKES US FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE.
GO AWAY, RAT!
YOU'RE INTIMIDATING THE NUTS.
INTIMIDATING? DUDE, I'M JUST OVER HERE PLAYING WITH MY OWN FRIEND . . . AND I FIND IT INSULTING THAT YOU'D ACCUSE US OF HAVING BAD MOTIVES.
APOLOGIZE TO FRIEDRICH.

I HEAR YOU GOT A JOB WRITING HOROSCOPES.
YEAH. HERE'S WHAT I WROTE FOR TAURUS: "THE FAULT, DEAR BRUTUS, IS NOT IN OUR STARS, BUT IN OURSELVES."
YOU FRAUD. THAT WAS WRITTEN BY SHAKESPEARE.
WELL, I WROTE IT, TOO.
HE WROTE IT FIRST.
GOOD LITERATURE IS NOT A RACE.

I HEAR YOU'RE WRITING HOROSCOPES FOR THE PAPER.
YEAH... HERE'S GEMINI: "IF YOU THINK THE PROBLEMS OF YOUR SAD LITTLE LIFE BE SOLVED BY LOOKING TO THE STARS, YOU MIGHT AS WELL JUMP OFF A CLIFF."
WHOA WHOA WHOA... THAT'S JUST AN INSULT. AS AN ASTROLOGIST, YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO MAKE A PREDICTION.
...DESPITE YOUR FRANTIC ARM-FLAPPING, YOU WILL NOT FLY.