1 and Done by Eric Scott for September 19, 2022

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    The dude from FL  Premium Member over 1 year ago

    And he saw that Man needed bowls and on the sixth day he made bowls

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    tudza Premium Member over 1 year ago

    Look at the bowls on that one!

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    Pharmakeus Ubik  over 1 year ago

    Just as it was foretold on the Great Pottery Throw Down.

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    Charliegirl Premium Member over 1 year ago

    He should’a practiced longer on the man.

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    The Reader Premium Member over 1 year ago

    God was just pottering around.

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    morningglory73 Premium Member over 1 year ago

    Hahaha. :-D

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    The Brooklyn Accent  over 1 year ago

    But he left the bowls just sitting there in the way. Thus it was ordained that Man must move his bowls on a regular basis.

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    tcayer  over 1 year ago

    If you’re going to milk the same idea over and over, the Cartoonist’s Creed dictates you should put a Narration Box describing the premise.

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    Zebrastripes  over 1 year ago

    What? Not even a vase?

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    Daltongang Premium Member over 1 year ago

    And God realized that the bowls served a purpose and that man did not.

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    gopher gofer  over 1 year ago

    and a few bowls that ended up as ashtrays…

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    Thehag  over 1 year ago

    So that’s what happened with the left over clay that didn’t fit to throw on the wheel.

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    LongWong  over 1 year ago

    Oh, my love, my darling. I’ve hungered for your touch. A long, lonely time. Time goes by so slowly. And time can do so much. Are you still mine? I need your love, I need your love. God speed your love to me. Lonely rivers flow. To the sea, to the sea. To the open arms of the sea. Lonely rivers cry. Wait for me, wait for me. I’ll be coming home, wait for me. Oh, my love, my darling. I’ve hungered for your touch. A long, lonely time. I need your love. I need your love. God speed your love to me

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