Hum for the Day

Bear on her way to the NAC in Atlanta...

With thanks to the Austin Lounge Lizards for the hum.

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  1. AnonymousFebruary 26, 2009 at 9:05 PM

    Great comic! This is going to be probably the poshest venue I've ever fenced at....

    And I've gotta know where you found that tiny lame!!

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  2. Fencing BearFebruary 27, 2009 at 5:15 AM

    Good luck today! It is a nice venue.

    You'll have to ask the Bear where she got the lame. She was wearing it when I found her. --RLF

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