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“I told him, why does it matter? It doesn't have anything to do with you!”

“And how does... damn... does he respond?”

“Oh, he just mopes. It took him by surprise, I guess, but he should have expected it. He wants to be unique. And he thinks the blog is better than his.”

“And how do you feel... come on, are you kidding me?... how do you feel about Suck My Dick, New Yorker Caption Contest?”

“What, me? I don't know about these things. I told him he should caption something else, if it bothers him so much, but he said he doesn't know if that's like giving up. The thing is, I don't know if anybody is even reading his blog. I don't think he knows either, or how much it matters to him. I don't know, he's hard to understand.”

“What do you think... yes, yes... you should do... nice... about this situation?”

“I have no idea. Nothing? It's his problem. He should be here talking to you. You know what? He should move on. Try something different. Is he even happy with these cartoons? I mean, look, three guys watching football in a psychiatrist's office? What are you supposed to do with that? Oh, and you can suck my dick.”