"If you were my husband I'd poison your tobacco."
"Madam, if I were your husband, I'd smoke it."
Why was I invested
Dammit, Dick. I haven't heard this much talk about lighting pipe since we dressed as a coupla flappers and headed downtown to the speakeasy.
Hand in unloveable hand.
I hope you die. I hope we both die.
Didn’t this come from Jay Pinkerton’s old site? I thought this comic had vanished from the internet..
Nothing vanishes from the internet.
37 years... Gotta keep things interesting somehow.
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