Author: Keith Pille

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This strip is dedicated to the memory of Freja J. Collins

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A fave. The alt-text of the original post noted that, to tie this back to the main narrative, we’ll just say that this guy is Dan’s great-great-great-great-great grandson

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Truuuuuth

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He’ll just never be the standup genius he wishes he was.

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This sits aside my belief that, in a given group of friends, everyone is mostly the same kind of raw dough in your early 20s, and you differentiate and get individually weirder as you get older and grow into your personalities.

Also, it’s weirdly post hoc in character that Aaron’s flying the flag for Louis CK.

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This was pretty standard behavior in our house back when we had pets. Dan’s lyrics were partially written by my friend Andrew Weiss, who may be more qualified to sing Clash lyrics to cats than any person on earth.

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The volume breaks were always a good chance to reset the fact that time passed at different rates within the strip and in the real world.