Frazz by Jef Mallett for February 08, 2009

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Girl: When my grandma was young, she was beautiful and funny and she smelled nice. When she died, she was sick and weak and didn't recognize anybody. That hardly seems fair. Frazz: Maybe life isn't as linear as it seems. Girl: I don't follow. Frazz: Think music. Girl: Music? Ohhh. Right! A song isn't it's all its notes at once! And whatever notes you choose to remember! Frazz: And that's why there are sequined Elvis impersonators and "blue suede shoes" Elvis impersonators! Girl: Can I choose to skip you comparing my grandma to fat Elvis? Frazz: Don't be cruel.