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2006.02.20 Debt Exposure
2006.02.19 Beer, eh
2006.02.17 Drawing a Blank
2006.02.15 Yeah, yeah, yeah
2006.02.13 Sea Slug FAQ
2006.02.12 She said yes.
2006.02.11 One More Step
2006.02.09 Reknown
2006.02.06 Glass
2006.02.03 For Rent
2006.01.30 Forty four dead stone lions
2006.01.25 Closed Caption
2006.01.24 Jane Called
2006.01.24 New fresh scent!
2006.01.23 If my home were bugged
2006.01.20 Home on the range, you knob
2006.01.17 Yarrrrr!
2006.01.13 Lappers and Nonlappers
2006.01.11 Dying
2006.01.10 Like crack. . . .
2006.01.04 Toque Scratch Off
2006.01.01 Draw 4 Wild
2005.12.30 Barrio Dark Side
2005.12.28 Sancho Panza
2005.12.25 Country Roads
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New fresh scent!
It's sad when a pet has ingested something he shouldn't have. You worry whether you need to take him to the vet. Give him water. Don't give him water. Give him milk. Don't give him milk. And then there's that sympathy-inducing "I feel so awful" look that pets have a way of giving you that just kills you.

But despite all the sympathy in the world, when the cat has expelled black syrupy diarrhoea on half the fabric surfaces in the apartment, your ability while cleaning it up to chuckle at the fact that the repulsive fluid is all pleasantly Cool Mint Listerine scented can be the only thing that keeps you from strangling that "geez, I felt a little sick" look right out of him.