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outtherecomic.com/d/20060829.html Out There - Tuesday, August 29, 2006 Phone: beep boop bzzzt boop//John: Hi this is Miriam's phone ... Yeah she's here, but she's asleep. She's got a bad cold. Who should I tell her is calling?//John: Oh, hi Chuck, I'm John... Yeah I think she'll be all right if she gets some rest. Sure, I'll have her call you when she's up to it. Okay, bye.//Miriam: Groannn... Who was that on the phone?/John That was a guy who is most eagerly awaiting your arrival.//Miriam: What is he, a mortician?/John: Not sure, we didn't get into small talk. |