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...and I want you to find those points of no return, those singularities, those burning rings of fire in the beautiful pupils and the beautiful eyes of the beautiful boy, girl, neither, both, or in-between that you brought with you tonight, and I want you to tell 'em how you really feel.
Web Comics— Will Wood, Love, Me Normally
Keene: Friends. Citizens. Non-citizens. Dogs. Cats. Miscellaneous. Manifestations of the dead. Possible Demigods. Bitter Enemies. Pets who showed up just for the food. That weird-looking hobo in the corner. Representatives from the zoo. That one camel in the back who only speaks arabic. And the esteemed officers of the local police department, most if not all of who were already aforementioned under the dog category—
Crowd: Get on with it!
Crowd: Get on with it!
Polar bear: Ladies, gentlemen, and caribou!
Mr. Enter: Is there a reason that you need to make that distinction for caribou? In your society are caribou, like, sub-human? Uh, it sounds like this monarchy is kinda racist.
— The Mysterious Mr. Enter, Norm of the North 2 review
