Despite the fact that he has been dead for some years now, Schulz and I are kindred spirits, and by that I mean he is a spirit and I hate him. We have nothing in common, he was a part of the “Great Society” and I think fire bombing society is great. The only time he stops yelling is when I draw this. This terrible monstrosity.

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