| Hamish and Mya's honeymoon bliss. |
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 | Oh, my dear Hame. I'm ever so happy in your company. Promise me we'll always be so in love! | |
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| A toast, my darling Maki - to our everlasting love! | |
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| I want a divorce! All you ever do is work and not have sex with me. No wonder I'm always at icecream girl's house! she's got the flavour I need | |
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| Maybe if we suddenly take drugs this 3-panel comic will have a happy ending with no inevitable negative longterm consequences... | |
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| Mya becomes the physical embodiment of her ultimate fantasy. They both reconcile through their mutual agreement that Neuroanatomy sucks balls. |
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| woah... I can totally taste this pearl jam song duuude | |
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| me too. it tastes like sh#t so have some jelly LOL | |
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