Category: Comix

Comix

Sunday Comics

If all you ever get from the summit is the count of the fall of man, every call and cost made to your heart, you were in the kind of game that put the force in me…I was ever chasing fireflies…

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Sunday Comics

Big men often tremble as they step aside; I thought I was big once, she changed my mind. She’s actual size, but she seems much bigger to me–I’ve never known anybody like her, she’s actual size. Nationwide, believe!

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Sunday Comics

I know it’s been so long since we saw each other last, I’m sure we’ll find some way to make the time pass…Hey Moon, it’s just you and me tonight! Everyone else is asleep.

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Sunday Comics

We’re charging our battery and now we’re full of energy. We are the robots. We’re functioning automatic and we are dancing mechanic. We are the robots. We are programmed just to do anything you want us to. We are the robots

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Sunday Comics

Truckers pass calling out their handles to the kid. Chess Piece Face and The Big Duluth call her every day, “hammer down” and “rabbit ears” are the only words they know…If you pass the rabid child say “hammer down” for me.

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Sunday Comics

We never really checked–we never really check the price tag. When the cost comes in, it’s gonna be high. We love our bargains, we love the prices so low…With the good jobs gone, it’s gonna be raw.

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Sunday Comics

There’s so many people who can talk and talk and talk and just say nothing or nearly nothing — I have used up all the scale I know and at the end I’ve come to nothing, or nearly nothing.

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Sunday Comics

You’re older than you’ve ever been, and now you’re even older. And now you’re even older…and now you’re even older. You’re older than you’ve ever been, and now you’re even older. And now you’re older still.

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Sunday Comics

Dance with me, my old friend, once before we go. Let’s pretend this song won’t end and we never have to go home — and we’ll dance among the chandeliers…And nothing matters when we’re dancing
In tat or tatters you’re entrancing. Be we in Paris or in Lansing, nothing matters when we’re dancing

Comix

Sunday Comics

“There really isn’t any need for bloodshed, you just do it with a little more finesse. If you can slip a tablet into someone’s coffee, then it avoids an awful lot of mess.”