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| Dear Bob. My sister is 15 and has been hanging out on AIM with Dave. What should I do? Signed, Anxious | |
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| Dear Anxious. Except for being rude, crude and socially unaccept- able, Dave is harmless. Your sister will get more intellectual stimulation at the dog pound. Take her there and show her around. | |
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| Dear Bob. I took my sister to the dog pound, as you suggested and she fell in love with a one-armed dog catcher. They are eloped to Alabama where the marrying age is 14. What should I do? | |
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| Photograph the one-armed dog and send it to Ripley's. Take the $5,000 reward and buy a pickup truck. Drive the truck to Alabama and find a wife. Move in with your sister. | |
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| Dear Bob. You are an idiot. | |
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| I think Dave has hacked the cartoon strip. | |
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