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April 5, 1966 |
Say what?
Fuck?
Shit?
Goddamn?
Kerfelfluffer?
Ziggity-wing-wang?
Come on, give me a clue. There are a few other words he might say but I'm not sure if I'm allowed to type them out.
My favorite thing when one of the characters in this strip are mad, it looks like they are three seconds away from having a full-blown tantrum. Brutus is going to throw that stew on the floor--hockey puck and all--and begin pounding on the counter.