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BEHOLD!! THE PROTOTYPE OF MY "DANNY DONKEY" DOLL, A CUTE L'IL TALKING DOLL I HAD MADE IN CHINA. IT'S FOR KIDS OF ALL AGES.
YAHA IT'S SO HUG-ABLE.
GO AHEAD... PULL THE CORD AND HEAR IT SAY CUTE L'IL THINGS LIKE "I LOVE LICORICE."
WAHAHA I'D LOVE TO.
I ROB LIQUOR STORES. I ROB LIQUOR STORES.
IT APPEARS WE HAVE A TRANSLATION PROBLEM.
THERE'S NO BOOZE LIKE FREE BOOZE. THERE'S NO BOOZE LIKE FREE BOOZE.

Hullooooo, zeeba neighba... Me hear you getting alarm.
THAT'S RIGHT.
Ohhh... Dere no need for dat... We one big family.
YOU TRIED TO KILL ME IN MY SLEEP.
All family have probbums.

HEY... ARE YOU GUYS GOING TO THE WATER PARK?
YEAH, DUDE, BUT I ONLY HAVE TWO TICKETS... YOU’LL HAVE TO AMUSE YOURSELF AT HOME.
WHIRRRRRRRR

HI..GIMME A DOUBLE DECAF LATTE.
NO.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN, "NO"?
I'M ON BREAK.
WHAT TIME'S YOUR BREAK END?
4:30.
IT'S 9:15.
SWEET.
MAY I HAVE A WORD?

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
I JUST GOT A FAX FROM ZEBRA BUT DON'T TOUCH IT... HE'S GOT A COLD.
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
HIS GERMS ARE PROBABLY ON IT.
PIG... WHEN SOMEONE SENDS YOU A FAX, THEY'RE NOT SENDING YOU THE ACTUAL PIECE OF PAPER THEY WERE HOLDING.
YES THEY ARE.
THEN HOW COME WHEN YOU SEND A FAX, THE EXACT PAPER YOU SENT COMES OUT AT THE BOTTOM OF YOUR MACHINE.
THAT'S A COPY. THE ORIGINAL FILES MAGICALLY GO TO ZEBRA.
OH, BRILLIANT. THEN WHY DON'T YOU JUST SHOVE A HAM SANDWICH IN THERE? THAT WAY, ZEBRA'D GET ONE, AND YOU'D GET A FAX, YOU STUPID $#%@&% PIG!!!!!
HAHAHAHA HAHAHAHA. DON'T BE SILLY. HEAD!
D'YOU GET IT?

HI, THERE, RAT... MIND IF MY FRIEND, BOB, JOINS US FOR LUNCH TODAY? HE SHOULD BE HERE ANY MINUTE.
IS HE THAT GUY YOU SAID WAS THE VICTIM OF IDENTITY THEFT?
YEAH... IT'S BEEN TOUGH FOR HIM.
OH, YEAH? HOW BIG OF A DEAL IS IT?
IT'S BIG.
HI, BOB.
BUMMER, DUDE.

MOTHER... IS THERE ANY POSSIBILITY THAT I WAS SWITCHED AT BIRTH... i.e. THAT MY FATHER'S NOT MY FATHER?
NO, SON.
WHAT A BONE-CRUSHING BLOW TO MY PROSPECTS THAT IS.
NO OFFENSE, POPS.
OhhhhhKay...
Say again, but slooooowly.

LOOK, FATHER, THIS IS A PHOTO OF A CHICKEN RANCH. SEE HOW INHUMANE THE RANCHERS ARE?
Son son son... You sooo confused... We muss keel cheeckens
WHY, FATHER? WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF WE DIDN'T?
Dey keel us.
TELL ME I'M ADOPTED.

What is you doing, son?
READING ABOUT THE DANGERS OF EATING MEAT.
Reading big waste of time, son. Me no read. Look how smart me is.
GUESS WE CAN’T ALL BE BORN GENIUSES, POPS.
Dat gud point. Me special case.

Goodbye, woomun. Me off try keel Zeeba.
FATHER, HAVE YOU EVER CONSIDERED THAT THE ZEBRA MIGHT HAVE HIS OWN FAMILY? A FAMILY THAT WOULD MISS HIM IF HE WERE GONE?
Mebbe he using drugs.

Huloooooo, zeeba neighba…
Leesten…This my son. My hope is that he future killer of you.
Father, you know that I've given it a lot of thought and that I’ve decided the most ethical thing for me to do is to become a vegetarian.
He a beeg disappointment.

HEY HEY HEY WHO ARE YOU GUYS?
WE'RE FROM STARBUCKS. WE'RE OPENING A CAFE IN YOUR LIVING ROOM.
WHOA WHOA WHOA. YOU CAN'T DO THAT.
OH REALLY? WHO'S GONNA STOP US?
THE COPS. I'LL CALL THE COPS.
THEIR STATION'S RIGHT ACROSS THE STREET.
LOOK OUT YOUR WINDOW.
IT'S A STARBUCKS.
MAYBE THEY'LL STILL HELP US HERE.
HEY, FELLAS! 'MIND? I'M TRYING TO GET A LATTE.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING, PIG?
I'M LOOKING TO THE HEAVENS FOR ANSWERS TO LIFE'S DEEPEST MYSTERIES.
AND WHAT HAVE YOU FOUND?
THAT MOSQUITOS LIKE TO BITE MY RUMPIUS.
I WAS HOPING FOR SOMETHING MORE PROFOUND.

GOODNIGHT, DAD.
Does you say you prayers?
NOT YET, DAD.
Okay. Let say togedder.
"Now me lay me down to sleep,
Mow da zeebas down like sheep.
Give dem to me nice and dead.
Me no happy 'Til me fed."
Goodnight, son.
I LOVE YOU, DAD.

HEY THERE, GOAT... LISTEN... ARE YOU A "YANKEES" FAN?
NO. WHY?
OH, IT WAS JUST THAT YOU AND YOUR BLOG REMINDED ME OF ALEX RODRIGUEZ YESTERDAY.
HOW SO?
NEITHER OF YOU GOT ANY HITS.
WHY DO YOU ALWAYS LOOK SO UPSET?

SIR, GOOD MORNING, SIR. AT APPROXIMATELY 0300 LAST NIGHT, THREE TEENS IN A CAMARO THREW SOME LIT PICCOLO PETES INTO OUR TULIP BED.
AREN'T THOSE JUST FIREWORKS ?
SIR, THESE THINGS CAN ESCALATE.
HOW DO YOU KNOW ?
I ESCALATE THEM.

HI.. GIMME A TALL DECAF.
ROOM FOR CREAM?
YEAH.
HERE.
IT'S EMPTY.
HOPE YOU LIKE CREAM.

DID YOU PUT
UP THESE "LOST"
POSTERS ALL
OVER OUR CAFE'S
BULLETIN BOARD?
YES, SIR, I DID.
IT IS A COMMUNITY
SERVICE. HELPS
PEOPLE FIND THEIR
LOST DOGS, CATS.
WHY? IS THERE
A PROBLEM?
"LOST... MY BOSS' SOUL... SUCKED AWAY BY CORPORATE GREED."
YOU TAKE EVERYTHING
SO PERSONAL.

Hullooooo, zeeba neighba... Leesten... Me need leetle help.
Why do you have a wood chipper on your front lawn?
Ohh, dat? Me just doing leetle yard work. But leesten, me tink me lose contakk lens.
Where'd you use it?
Me tink it at back of machine. But me no can reach.
Gosh, you know, my arms just aren't long enough. Guess I won't be able to find—
Hey! Me got long arms! Me can find!
Does you find it?

HEY, GOAT... GREAT NEWS! I’VE TAKEN THE LIBERTY OF TRACKING YOUR BLOG HITS AND THERE’S BEEN A TREMENDOUS UPTICK!
GO AWAY, RAT.
YOU SEE, ON MONDAY, THERE WAS ONE HIT... THAT WAS ME. ON TUESDAY, THERE WAS ONE HIT... THAT WAS ALSO ME. BUT ON WEDNESDAY - LOOK OUT, MAMA - WE HAD A SURGE!! TWO HITS!! WOO HOO HOOOOOO!!!
OHHHH... WAIT WAIT WAIT... THAT WAS THE DAY MY BROWSER SHUT DOWN AND I HAD TO LOG BACK ON.
... MIND REIMBURSING ME FOR THE BALLOONS?

SO WHAT DO ALL THESE LITTLE MEERKATS DO?
WELL GOAT SAYS THE ONE KEEPS WATCH WHILE THE REST OF THEM DIG UNDERGROUND TUNNELS.
AWW... HOW CUTE... WOULDN'T YOU LOVE TO KNOW WHAT MOTIVATES AN INDUSTRIOUS LIL' GUY LIKE THAT?
... AND REMEMBER, YOU NEVER MET ME.
GRACIAS.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
CALLING MY BOOKIE. I'M TAKING THE FORTY-NINERS AND THREE POINTS.
I THOUGHT THAT WAS ILLEGAL.
IT IS... BUT THESE GUYS HAVE BEEN RUNNING THEIR OPERATION FOR YEARS.

AREN'T THESE MEERKATS AMAZING? ONE OF THEM ALWAYS KEEPS WATCH WHILE THE REST OF THEM SCURRY ABOUT IN THEIR UNDERGROUND TUNNELS.
THAT'S SO CUTE.. I WONDER WHAT THE REST OF THEM DO DOWN THERE WHILE HE KEEPS WATCH?

I HEAR YOU GOT A JOB WRITING ADS FOR A DOORKNOB COMPANY.
YEP. CHECK OUT THIS ONE.
"BUY OUR DOORKNOBS OR WE'LL BREAK YOUR G&@%#*# KNEES."
THAT'S CALLED EXTORTION.
IT'S A FINE LINE.

I GOT A JOB WRITING ADS FOR A DOORKNOB COMPANY. I JUST WROTE MY FIRST ONE.
LET ME HEAR IT.
"IF YOU DON'T BUY OUR DOORKNOBS, GOD WON'T LOVE YOU, AND YOU'LL PROBABLY GO TO HELL."
ETERNAL CONDEMNATION IS THE KEY TO SELLING DOORKNOBS.