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Marie Clasped Her Hands Together And Looked Vulnerable. Payne Flinched. “the Only Time You Don’t Tell Me Something Is When You Think It’s Dangerous, Because Being A Fragile, Sheltered Noblewoman, I Might Faint At The Thought Of Experiencing Physical Harm Like A Common Person.” She Sighed, And Seemingly From Nowhere, Produced An Enormous Cast-iron Frying Pan Easily One Hundred Centimeters In Diameter. “and Then,” She Said Sadly, “i Have To Damage One Of The Good Pans By Smacking It Against Your Thick, Common Skull Until You Tell Me—

One Of The Characteristics I Cherish In My Friends Is Their Childlike Gullibility, And Several Excited Minutes Were Spent Trying To Actually Find This Book.

Any Plan Where You Lose Your Hat Is A Bad Plan.

As It Happened, I Had A Friend Who Was A Good Person Who Liked To Present Himself As A Dreadful One. Using Him As A Role Model, I Created The First Buck Godot Strip.

My Only Requirement For That First Story Was That There Had To Be A Fight Or An Explosion On Every Page. Naturally, No One Wanted To Publish It, But I Liked The Character, Did A Few Stories To Keep My Hand In.