Friday, May 06, 2005

Carey Gets It

Holy vermiscious k'nids, I didn't get the Garfield comic. Now that my friend Carey has shown me the error of my ways, it's so obvious. He can't hear his owner's voice because he has carrots in his ears. I'll have to put my foot in my mouth now. I owe Jim Davis a pat on the head and a beer. A cold, refreshing, poison-laced beer.

How embarassing.

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