Tuesday one-liners
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Apartment 3-G, 10/7/08
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Haley is so weak from dope-sickness that she can’t even sigh aloud; she can only think the word “sigh.”
Baldo, 10/7/08
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Baldo’s sexual services only merit a B-.
Luann, 10/7/08
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To everyone who’s been writing to Greg Evans and United Features Syndicate demanding to see Brad’s nipples: I hope you’re happy now, you bastards.
Pluggers, 10/7/08
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A plugger moves through life leaving a trail of failure and economic ruin in his wake.
Beetle Bailey, 10/7/08
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Otto has been “assigned” to Sarge’s “unit.”