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| Hey, what's going on? Were you... crying? | |
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| Actually... I'm lonely. I have no friends. I'm unhappy. | |
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| What about the guys on that comic strip page, aren't any of them your friends? | |
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| Those guys? Let me put it this way: I think one of them had to create his own friend on his strip. | |
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| What's more messed up is, I never know if it's the guy or the pig who's the straight man. | |
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