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outtherecomic.com/d/20060830.html Out There - Wednesday, August 30, 2006 Miriam: Chuck called? What did you tell him?//John: That you were sick, and that you'd call him back. Here, have some tea./Miriam: How did he sound?//John: Miriam, I'm not going to try to interpret his mood from a ten-second phone call. Give him a call when you're up to it./Miriam: Fine.//John: So, are you feeling any better?/Miriam: My throat hurts, my head hurts, my body hurts, my nose is all stuffed up...//Miriam: ... I feel great. Let's make out./John: Mmm, tempting. Gonna pass though. |