No real purpose to this...

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Dick beat me to todays Get Fuzzy, so I thought I would share a two parter from an old desk calendar series:



Someday I hope to be able to use the expression "Mail your ass back to you in a Pringles can".

We can all dream, can't we?

Comments

  1. Moderator4:00 PM

    This "Get Fuzzy" cartoon is unknown in Chicago.

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  2. Anonymous4:53 PM

    Hey I remember this one (with fowly mouse). Even though it was 3 or so years ago.
    I've had a couple of bosses i would have loved to use the Pringles Can comment on... but I didn't.... because I needed the job...........

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  3. Anonymous4:59 PM

    Holy crap, that's one tough mouse. I wouldn't want to me him in a dark alley.

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  4. Anonymous8:48 AM

    If only my ass was small enough to fit into a Pringles can.

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  5. SkylersDad10:26 AM

    Grant: It is a great comic, one of my favorites.

    Dick: I know the feeling, I have had a couple of moments of career limiting moves...

    Teri: Trust me, he's all talk.

    Kirby: Send photos, I am an expert in asses!

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  6. Cheer341:30 PM

    I am going to say that to my husband tonight and see what happens.

    I too wish my ass was small enough to fit in a pringles can.

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  7. Anonymous5:31 AM

    "some day"?? hell, I'm using it THIS MORNING! I'm gonna pick a fight with someone JUST so I can use this...

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  8. SkylersDad3:25 PM

    Cheer: Same offer as Kirby, send photos and let the expert decide.

    BO: How did it work out? Did you start easy and pick on the old lady with the walker?

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