Agent Anna O was working on the contract for the publishing
company that sort of rhymes with “fantastic” (that same contract has some
confusing language about non-disclosure, oops, I’ve said too much). She wrote
to me about changing the paragraph that forbids me from telling anyone that I
am the “artist of the work.” I wrote back that I hoped she made the change or
I’m already going to jail. So on Sep. 28, 2012 at 10:09 a.m. SHE wrote back,
“We’ll visit you in jail, so don’t worry.”
Her reply to this cartoon was, “What’s a ‘joke?’”
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