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I’d be a Libertarian, if they weren’t all a bunch of tax-dodging professional whiners.

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My kids hear me behind my door, giggling like an idiot, and they roll their eyes at the blatant indignity of it all.
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Doors Eye Kids
Dear Lord, I’ve been asked, nay commanded, to thank Thee for the Christmas turkey before us…
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Christmas Food Funny
A turkey which was no doubt a lively, intelligent bird… a social being… capable of actual affection… nuzzling its young with almost human- like compassion. Anyway, it’s dead and we’re gonna eat it. Please give our respects to its family.
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Affection Anyone Capable Country Dead Social
I was never asked to join the Editorial Cartoonists Of America. No fraternity would have me in college, either. I think they know something.
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America College Thinking
The cartooning was always just an abstraction. It was an income. It was making me famous. It was allowing me to go and do other things that I’d wanted to do.
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Abstraction Income Wanted
Irony can elude the genius among us, sometimes.
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Elude Genius Irony
I will go to my grave in a state of abject endless fascination that we all have the capacity to become emotionally involved with a personality that doesn’t exist.
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Fascination Personality States
I ignore Hallmark Holidays. And this comes from a guy who has sold a million Opus greeting cards.
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Cards Guy Holiday
If you’ll read the subtext for many of those old strips, you’ll find the heart of an old-fashioned Libertarian. And I’d be a Libertarian, if they weren’t all a bunch of tax-dodging professional whiners.
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Dodging Fashioned Libertarian Many Old Subject
I drew the last image ever of Opus at midnight while Puccini was playing and I got rather stupid. Thirty years. A bit like saying goodbye to a child – which is ironic because I was never, never sentimental about him as many of his fans were.
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Children Goodbye Stupid
It’s not terribly dignified to have anyone seeing one laugh at one’s own material.
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Laughing Materials Seeing
I knew ‘Mars Needs Moms! ‘ would be a movie seconds after the title came to mind. Similarly, I also knew that my daughter would be calling me a dork as a default term of endearment eventually.
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Daughter Mom Mother
The digital world has allowed me a connection with my reader that I’d never had before. I didn’t meet the people who read my material.
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Allow Artist Connection People
I grew up in Los Angeles and always wished I’d spent a childhood in a far different place.
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Childhood Country Different
I’ll confess right here that I secretly wish I’d have drawn a strip about a little boy with a fake tiger, going for adventures throughout the universe in spaceships of his imagination.
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Adventure Boys Imagination
Keep in mind that in 1985, I had a potential readership of over 50 million Americans. At that time, a good portion of those were under 30.
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Mind Portions Readership

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