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Night of the Crash Test Dummies

A Far Side Collection

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"The sixties offered the easy aphoristic wisdom of Charles Schulz, the self-satisfied seventies the pricjly satire of Garry Trudeau. The Reagan eighties have spawned the demonic, subtle and slightly despairing humor of a former music-store clerk." -Rolling Stone "Many of Larson's frowsy, no-nonsense women - astringent in their dowdy dresses, their upswept hairdos clamped glumly in place like helmets; eyeless behind opaque oval glasses that waggishly exaggerate their long and drawn visages - are ringers for the relatives and neighbors of my childhood."His work - like superior humor and music the world over - is capable of blowing the lid oof of some hidden, weeded-over, back-alley regions of ourselves." -Al Young, Things Ain't What They Used to Be

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Night of the Crash Test Dummies, Gary Larson

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Jaar van publicatie
1989
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Titel
Night of the Crash Test Dummies
Ondertitel
A Far Side Collection
Taal
Engels
Uitgever
Sphere
Jaar van publicatie
1989
Formaat
Paperback
Aantal pagina's
104
ISBN10
0751506893
ISBN13
9780751506891
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Beoordeling
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"The sixties offered the easy aphoristic wisdom of Charles Schulz, the self-satisfied seventies the pricjly satire of Garry Trudeau. The Reagan eighties have spawned the demonic, subtle and slightly despairing humor of a former music-store clerk." -Rolling Stone "Many of Larson's frowsy, no-nonsense women - astringent in their dowdy dresses, their upswept hairdos clamped glumly in place like helmets; eyeless behind opaque oval glasses that waggishly exaggerate their long and drawn visages - are ringers for the relatives and neighbors of my childhood."His work - like superior humor and music the world over - is capable of blowing the lid oof of some hidden, weeded-over, back-alley regions of ourselves." -Al Young, Things Ain't What They Used to Be