Ink Pen by Phil Dunlap for April 27, 2013

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Fritz: So when I found Bixby, he was a washed-up, bitter has-been living in a dumpster. Ralston: It all makes sense now! All that lashing out! He's really lashing out at himself! Bixby: You think you two gals can stop catting long enough for me to get some shut-eye? Ralston: Oh, let it out, my friend! We're here to help! Bixby: I still get doubletime whenever they hug me, right?