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1. almost 10 years ago on Tom the Dancing Bug

   They do, but it’s all black and white. Not the same at all.

2. almost 11 years ago on Over the Hedge

   @purpledog39: Augh!

   (Actually, that should be in OTH2: The Reckoning!)

3. almost 11 years ago on Over the Hedge

   @purpledog39: Augh!

   (Actually, that should be in OTH2: The Reckoning!)

4. almost 11 years ago on Frazz

   I did list 45km the other day and felt similarly. Part of it was in 6’6" lanes with 7’2" buses, which made it a bit of a gymkhana. Can’t wait to get out into the 140km days this summer (touring, not commuting, etc.)v

5. almost 11 years ago on Chuckle Bros

   I like to form a queue at Queen’s Quay. (The last word is pronounced “key.”)

6. almost 11 years ago on Barney & Clyde

   We had a plaza with both a Woolworth’s and a Woolco in Sudbury in the early 1960s. The old store was about 1/8th the size and had about the same sized staff – and better lighting. The new store had a machine that made hot corn puff rings and those chrome foot measuring devices, and about 4 acres of florescent tubed acoustic tile ceiling, plus “The Red Grill” with tables.

7. almost 11 years ago on Lola

   Maybe because it struck a chord with me at the time, but one of my all time favorite Peanuts strips was when Linus thought the first snow of the season was nuclear fallout. Those big-headed kids got us through the cold war.

8. almost 11 years ago on Dick Tracy

   I have a feeling I’m going to love this story. But no pressure, guys. :0)

9. almost 11 years ago on Arlo and Janis

   I think I plant them (and pumpkins) more for the squirrels than for me.

10. almost 11 years ago on Red and Rover

    When I was a lad living temporarily in Marin County, we made box kits and had 2000’ reels of string. We’d fly from one hilltop to another. When the air cooled and the winds died in the late afternoon, the kites would lower and the strings would catch on the oak trees.

    The next morning, we’d try to recover the string and, most importantly, the bamboo sticks. Then we’d do it all over again.