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| That's, uh, that's some overbite you've got there. |
And now it does. You're welcome.
See, a caveman would have no paradigm for "greeter," "candelabra," or "bed and breakfast." He'd feel like Alvy Singer visiting Annie Hall's family here. "They're talking swap meets and boat basins." I would like to point out that the background for this strip, particularly those mountains behind the blond-haired caveman, might fit in on a Yes album cover... if they were drawn with more detail.