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Somewhere in the depths of space...well...not so much the depths of space but the depths of a kiddies park
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| Another Generation finished! Well Bob, I'm retiring! | |
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| Bout time! Now we can go out into the world and live our lives! I really didn't like you dragging me back for another generation | |
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| I'd, glad you said that Bob, because I decided to promote you! Your the next editor, now you have another excuse to stay for another generation or 3 | |
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| And anyway Bob you promised to train me! | |
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This is a true story. No squirells were killed in the making of this comic.
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| Wha? Bob what are you.. OW! now hang on a second thats uncalled for ... no put that down Bob...Bob don't! Ow! Ow! Why you! Take this! And This! | |
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