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metamorphisize this, bitch.
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| so big nasty. why do you appear as a bug in my comic? | |
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| am i a bug? or am i a man disillusioned into thinking i'm a bug? am i gregor samsa? or am i the nast? have i a jillion wiggly legs? or have i a confused psyche squirming to get free? | |
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| man, my intro to existentialism class isn't until next semester. try this one em, am i walking away, or do you just think i'm walking away? | |
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| hey wait. i bear good tidings. check out the next frame. | |
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due to dealing with a one too many unmotivated students, mr. baier drives a nail into his head. a little less poetic than oedipus' brooch, but there's a limited number of pictures here.
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| is this the happiest day or my life? or do i just think.....fuck it.......yes it is. | |
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