But, folks, hear me now. If you remember nothing I ever put in this column, remember this: No matter who you are, no matter what your personal beliefs, no matter how wealthy or powerful you might be -
.... don't f*ck with Krypto.
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What the heck? Were children smoking pipes in 1959? What's up with that?
And why is there a "no smoking" sign outdoors? What kind of America did we have going on back then? No wonder I don't understand most of what my grandfather says....
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Oh, Roy, you never truly get over your first love, do you? But this can be a real growth experience if you channel that angst into something positive....
.... oh. Never mind.
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Krypto doesn't need to be a giant to make me fear him. All he needs to do is lift his leg while flying.
I like how the helpless campers know that Krypto's X-rays are "100 times more powerful than before!" Apparently, this isn't the first time this has happened.
I guess, Space Rabies or no, Krypto just likes to burn camps.
Just goes to show that taking dogs on camping trips is really more trouble than it's worth. :-)
ADAM -- I have reprints of comic strips from the 1920s and 1930s showing little kids smoking pipes, cigars, you name it! Check out Percy Crosby's "Skippy" comics if you ever get an opportunity. It's quite eye-opening.
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