Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for February 15, 1991
February 14, 1991
February 16, 1991
Transcript:
Ellen: Come on out Nate! Prepare to die!! Nate read my diary, Daddy! All my most private thoughts and dreams! All my deepest most intimate secrets! He read it all! You're history you little mutant. You are toast! Dad: "Deepest, most intimate secrets"?
Ellen: “Deepest, most intimate secrets!” Dad: I don’t like where this is going