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| No one wants an imaginary friend. I'd cry but I have no hands to hold a kleenex. | |
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| Hey, I feel for you. I used to have a friend named Calvin. It was great. | |
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| Then, after ten freakin' years, the "artist" retires. Just like that, I'm out of a job. | |
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| What have you been doing since? | |
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| I've been trying to infiltrate another comic strip. That's how I found you. By the way, I could have told you that you couldn't blow yourself up. | |
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