We decided to ergonomically redesign the employees to fit the furniture
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The Shark Attack Diet - It really works
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The last thing a bungee jumper sees
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Unix gurus in hell
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Santa rethinks his strategy
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Unfortunate explorers inadvertently stumble onto the elephants' secret radioactive waste dump
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Dung beetle motivational seminars
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In space no one can hear ice cream
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You are not supposed to be here
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Why we love America: The right to keep and arm bears
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Other good strips (Unsorted)
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The Salvation Army introduces its mobile assault vehicle
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After the afterlife
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Few men are aware that Sant'a older brother, Larry Claus, started his own successfull
collection agency
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No software is complete without the giant 800-page book that always costs $49.95
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Meanwhile, on the opposite side of the globe, explorers stumble onto a discovery
that may solve the puzzle of Easter Island
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How new technology boosts productivity
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Fitting the NO CARRIER chip
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More poor quick decisions
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Products only bachelors would buy
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Welcome to the first meeting of guys who thought they could fix old television sets
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How to tell if alien life forms are potentially unfriendly
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The increasingly hostile corporate environment leads to a proliferation of
razor ties
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EMF disruption may indicate the onset of a nuclear strike
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Once again Rusty faces down his arch-nemesis, Orlav the Giant Invisible Squirrel
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1981 - the committee to decide what color personal computers should be reaches a consensus
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Get them before they get you
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Confronted by the punk street litigators, Earl pulls out his Disney attorney
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Ladies and gentlemen, we've just discovered that one of our engines is actually nothing but a big box fan
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The truth is, since I got here, I really don't get the blues
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So... all along it was Timmy's weevil twin who was the murderer
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As Mrs. McPherson's vacuum cleaner latched onto Mr. McPherson's bagpipes
an unearthly struggle ensued
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Somewhere, someone knew what was happening to the abducted turkeys, and why
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Mayfly Blowup Doll
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Stupid Vampire Hunters
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Why some personnel managers have short careers
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Another exciting evening with Microsoft Work Simulator
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A silent chill ran through the defenders of the castle as the siege insurance salesman rolled into view
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The Pillsbury Doughboy gets flamed on Usenet
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Somewhere deep within the desolate Arctic wastelands, Superbooger returns to his Nostril of Solitude
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Failing the dog aptitude test
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Last minute regrets upon entering a federal penitentiary
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Stupid bugs
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Phil checks his p-mail
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Archcriminal Maplefinger reveals his insidious plan.
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One of NRA'a less-successfull lobbying campaigns
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This is not good
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World's worst jobs: Door-to-door rectal thermometer salesman
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Don't worry about those guys - Snow White'll come around at closing and take 'em home
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What we have to look forward to from genetic engineering
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Professional Crotch Jousting
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Using his government surplus nut vision goggles, Stuart surreptitiously
watched where the other squirrels hid their spoils
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Sperm gripes
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Unable to secure a grip on the hostile alien's neck, Mister Spock resorts to the effective but
lesser-known Vulcan Nut Kick
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Comedy at its most prehistoric level
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Hey - Look! A happy meal
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Truly pathetic lemmings
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Dogs on cruises
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The new campaign just isn't working
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Records your neighbors listen to
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Excuse me - my quacker just went off
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Swelling quickly to twenty times its natural size, once again the puffer donut escapes its
natural predator
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Close En-Cow-ters of the Third Kind: The mother ship descends
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Buttons that are rarely used on laughtrack machines
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The intensely annoying whoabird
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Scene from "Devil Dirt: Ant farm from Hell"
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Bob's brain goes pay-per-thought
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Launching their cruise darts from afar, evil clowns spread terror throughout the city
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We've replace the bad cyrnetic brain that went berserk and tore people limb-from-limb with
a good one that doesn't
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Using the latest in medical technology, modern podiatrists are able to study Phil's ingrown
toenail in virtual reality.
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Goshzilla on the rampage
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As part of our new environmentally-aware death penalty, instead of the electric chair, I
sentence you to be torn apart bt a pack of wild bogs
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The AV police
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Cat fantasy number 85
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The exruciating tourture sequence from Quentin Tarantino's "Reservoar Spuds"
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How to tell if alien life forms are potentially unfriendly
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