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May 6, 2008

#179 You Should Get A Medal Or Be Even Made A Knight


Come, come, Eskimo. Never lose that strength or nobility, even when you are grown, and want to score.

HIGGINS: Well, you did it!
PICKERING: Can’t have been that difficult. So did you.
They pay each other.
HIGGINS: Here. You earned it.
PICKERING: And yourself, sir. Pleasure doing business with you.
HIGGINS: Now, where the devil are my slippers?
PICKERING & ESKIMO: Under the desk!
As Pickering passes up the stairs, her hand brushes by Lance. She looks down, and then pats him on the head.
LANCE: If I hadn’t been being a gentleman I could have scored.
ESKIMO: Me too.
ESKIMO: We are morons.

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    Eskimo seems to genuinely miss Lissa, while Lance is chillin’ in indifference.

    Comment by Matt — May 6, 2008 @ 8:34 am

    Don’t underestimate Lance. Still waters run deep.

    (Though, admittedly, he is probably thinking about string right now.))

    Comment by Laura — May 6, 2008 @ 8:45 am

    That was a Revolutionary Girl Utena line, mostly!

    Comment by Blossercubbles — September 30, 2008 @ 7:46 pm

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Lance and Eskimo, written & drawn by Laura Hughes. Webcomic 2007-present; stories & characters developed 1998-present. Come for the surreal parody, lovable scamps, and persistent homoeroticism, stay for the passing flashes of quality!

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