Thursday, October 2, 2008

Heathcliff is becoming painfully aware of just how life works this day and age. I'm slowly becoming convinced that that huge backstock of steroid strips has melted away, forcing Gallagher into a mad dash to produce socially relevant strips. Yesterday's bailout strip wasn't half bad, and today's is about as good as one panel legacy strips get. It's's like somebody is trying to get rid of me.

Please, Pete...don't put me out of a job! These are tough times, and I'm an obese looser at 20! Where do I go from there? Huh? Huh? Don't do this to me.

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