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Steve Jobs

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Published: Oct 11, 2011

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Steve Jobs was a wonderful man. He will be missed by Apple, Pixar, and consumers alike. But not as much as his Pixar creations. Here are Woody, Mr. Incredible, Sally, WALL-E, Remy, Dot, Sully and Carl saying goodbye.

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Oct 12, 2011

Ohh remy the rat! I just love remy the rat!!

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