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Tuesday, July 2, 2002![[Comic for Tuesday, July 2, 2002]](/comics/gpf20020702OP0vc.png)
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[[Sharon angrily listens to Fooker's story.]]
Fooker: Okay... Just hear me out. I've been a real jerk. I know that. I hurt the woman I cared about with pettiness. I deserve for you to hate me.
[[Fooker is on the phone, and Trent, in the background, is running away from Wallace T. Bruin, still reciting (bad) poetry.]]
Fooker: I also know this cost me the best thing that ever happened to me. I know you'll never forgive me, and I don't blame you. But I blame me and it kills me inside every time I think of it.
[[Fooker on the phone.]]
Fooker: You probably didn't believe me when I told you I was sorry, and I still don't blame you. But I am. It's okay if you still hate me, but please know I meant what I said. I loved you, and still do.
[[Sharon, crying, with a hand over her face, and the receiver on her lap.]]
Fooker: Are you still there?
