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   leftwingpatriot said, 7 months ago

   Jeff has a lot of birthdays.
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   Linguist said, 7 months ago

   I sure hope Jeff’s wasn’t the same day as mine. I at least could say that Johnny Carson and I shared the the same birthday and number of ex-wives. He just was much more talented and had more money !
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   leftwingpatriot said, 7 months ago

   @Linguist

   Jeff was actually born on December 31, 1982.
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   wecatsgocomics said, 7 months ago

   @leftwingpatriot

   Sure, but how long would that have been in Trudeau years?
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   too-zonked said, 7 months ago

   “…moment alone with my mansion.”

   He just used that same line on Monday. I’m all for recycling to make the world a better planet, but somehow I feel cheated.
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   DylanThomas3.14159 said, 7 months ago

   Did no good to call Dad. Call Zipper? Text Zipper?
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   Adam Nedens(Snoopster) said, 7 months ago

   @DylanThomas3.14159

   Call. I hate to text!
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   simpsonfan2 said, 7 months ago

   At least I have the same one as Al Gore and not the Shrub.
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   masterskrain said, 7 months ago

   “NEENER…NEENER…NEENER!”
   Self-centered, arrogant little twit!
   He’s getting exactly what he deserves!
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    Clark Kent said, 7 months ago

    I have the same one as Thomas Edison.
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    SUSAN NEWMAN said, 7 months ago

    @GT:
    Could you please provide an explanation as to why Jeff Redfern’s bubble has burst?
    I know he symbolizes those people who live far beyond their means (like my older brother, LOL), but still—could you provide a panel or two detailing just what happened here?
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    Stipple said, 7 months ago

    The cause of the unpaid bills?
    Have we been enlightened with the details and I missed them.
    Of course it is book sales, but how bad and why was he not told?
    Or was he warned and the warning stayed with the Red Rascal, never making it into Jeff’s mind?
    Oh, the suspense.
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    Rational Anarchist said, 7 months ago

    He’s a male version of Kim Kardashian, no talent, no skills, just an inflated view of himself and belief in his imaginary world. AKA Romneyism
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    DylanThomas3.14159 said, 7 months ago

    @SUSAN NEWMAN

    Jeff wrote a “graphic novel” manuscript about his daydreams as Red Rascal and his horse Petraeus in Afghanistan, drawing on his CIA experiences there. He presented it to Becca Bickle at Random House. She recognized that it would sell,at least to readers with certain “tastes”. She used her considerable influence as a top book editor at Random House to convince their book publishing committee to accept it. Since the book was already complete when he made his pitch to her, he was not given an advance. But Becca was right, and it did sell, giving Jeff perhaps 20% of gross sales price, enough for him to make a down payment on a mansion and another on a new Porsche. However, sales slacked off prematurely. (If Jeff had listened to Becca, she would have advised him to keep living in his parents basement till he had amassed enough money to buy a house outright (not the $100 million one he got conned into buying, but a more modest one he could afford (in case his sales nosedived). Same strategy for buying a vehicle — get a Toyota Corolla, not a $100 thousand Porsche.
    

    
    But Jeff, wanting to rub dad Rick’s nose in it — not to mention reeling in “babes” like so many salmon — splurged anyway. (Imagine Becca rolling her eyes but keeping her peace.) When sales went south, Jeff could no longer afford the payments. The rest is history, as we are seeing right before our baby blues or baby browns.
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    DylanThomas3.14159 said, 7 months ago

    @DylanThomas3.14159

    Still, don’t sell Jeff short. He IS talented and he IS capable of churning out another potboiler. And “Red Rascal’s War” is colorful enough to go into movie production without too deep an investment in a professional Hollywood screenwriter. So, if the idiot had played his card right, he could have been well on his way toward significant, if not great, wealth.
    

    
    But noooooooo! Jeff has to be Jeff and blow it all. Becca, who seems more interested in him (guess why!) than even his own father, could even at this late date, guide him into greener pastures. He may yet make a pile off of a movie and another graphic novel. But will he invested the proceeds wisely? Not if Jeff has anything to say about it. (He needs a conservatorship curator with an accountant who boasts a sharp nose and an even sharper pencil. Not to mention a computer spreadsheet.)
    

    
    But noooooooo!
    

    
    

    Remember the great late Amy Winehous, the tiny London songbird with the towering talent? She sang what could be Jeff’s song (if he had any sense):

    They try to make me go to rehab, I say no, no, no.
    Yes I’ve been black but when I come back, you’ll know, know, know.
    I ain’t got the time, and if my daddy thinks I’m fine.
    He’s tried to make me go to rehab, I won’t go, go, go.
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