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| December 14, 1966 |
Oh. You're bald. And not in an attractive way... I love how this strip is funny on multiple levels. First, her sneezing the toupee off. Next, her immediately becoming disgusted and leaving. Then, the toupee landing in the punch. This is all great. *chef's kiss*
"I'm sorry that you feel like I am ignoring you and shooting down all your ideas. Would you like to make a formal complaint? Just put it in here...IT'S A TRASH CAN!"
Veeblefester needs to remind Brutus that his job isn't to come up with ideas. His job is to make money for the company, and he can barely do that.
