Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for November 22, 2009

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Homer: My plan to escape an attack by the murderous tribe-with-no-name worked... to a point. These were unfamiliar waters, and my lack of bearings for navigation was made worse by running into a powerful squall... as I fought to hold the old Viking ship together, fear gripped everyone on board... all except one... the tribe elder, who just calmly smiled and pointed to something off in the distance. I just needed to keep the ship afloat and follow Duncan back to a safe harbor. Duncan: Again! And you're welcome by the way... Angel: Ah, you kept your wits about you... that's a big step for you, Homer! Homer: The only problem was where there are seals, there are rocks... lots and lots of big rocks... Homer - the Reluctant Soul.