Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for September 23, 2007
Transcript:
"I'll cover!" "And I'll rush!" "What's the rush count? Five Mississippi?" "Whatever. Doesn't matter." "Doesn't matter?" "Rush whenever you want." "Three Mississippi, then!" "Sure." "Two Mississippi!" "Okay." "Hike!" "One Mississippi..." "...TWO Mississippi!" FSSST! "GAH!" Fling! "My mom was throwing out some perfume!" "Ooh! Who smells dreamy?"
This was my birthdate :)