DeFlocked - Sunday December 27, 2009 Comic Strip Licensing and Permissions

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Ugh. I hate bringing my car in for service. They can barely tell you anything, and you have no way of knowing whether it's true or a complete fairy tale. That's why I came with you, dude. You need a master negotiator. Sir? About your car... Let me handle this, ma'am. This should indwell. Bad news. Our 10 diddly diagnostic test found a faulty yankle in the driver side floob. Oh no! Nice try! I demand that you replace all the yankles! Uh... Ok. A-ha!! Carry on, grass monkey. The term is actually grease monkey. Whatever. Like monkeys actually eat grease. Master negotiator?!! Mamet, that was no better than me just handing over my checkbook and asking him to fill in some of his favorite numbers!! Ohhh, so you're willing to put my life in danger by writing on a broken yankle?!! You had me at the first part of that sentence. Well! Once they pull my car from the lake, I'm never dealing with your irresponsible driving again! Ok, so how did a unicorn horn get in our radiator?

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