Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for February 19, 2006
February 18, 2006
February 20, 2006
Transcript:
Dear friend, I mean not to alarm Or do your disposition harm. But all around us, near and far, Lurk creatures gruesome and bizarre. You may not even be aware (Indeed, some folks seem not to care!) That such foul beasts, such monsters rank Reside in shadows dark and dank. They lie in wait, they slink, they creep, Prepared to pounce, to lunge, to leap, To sink their claws into your flesh, To feast anew on victims fresh. And even when they hide away, A stence their presence does betray: A rancid stink, a bilious scent Foreshadowing their ill intent. My friend, don't think yourself immune! Your Day of Judgment's coming soon. You'll sense the creature drawing near, And turn to run, in abject fear. By then, though, it will be too late. A close encounter is your fate. Your screams of terror will not matter... "Don't just stand there! Get a ladder!"
Feed Me Comics! over 12 years ago
this is from mr peirce’s blog!
NateWright over 12 years ago
hey! stop it all of you! with the song i mean! how old are you superfox? the song’s good for a kid, but some of the lines are not working…
Big Nate Rocks! almost 12 years ago
@all of you except supercubsfan01, superfoxtrot, Feed Me Comics, and Comic Flavor!
Stop. superfoxtrot can post his song however he wants. However, you are being rude and mean.
RayLewis52 over 11 years ago
Big language doesn’t help at all.
ninjafrogclimbsbuildingswithalacrity over 11 years ago
This comic reminds me of Calvin and Hobbes.
bunnylover9 over 11 years ago
same
joeshmo30 about 11 years ago
XD i like cats, its dogs im afriad of XD
temi6brocks almost 10 years ago
Lolololololololololololololololo
BiggerNate91 about 8 years ago
It looks like his house is on fire from that bush in the first panel
ComicKid89 over 3 years ago
If you cant see it here it is: Dear friend, I mean not to alarm Or do your disposition harm But all around us, near and far Lurk creatures gruesome and bizarre. You may not be aware (Indeed, some folks seem not to care!) That such foul beasts, such monsters rank, Reside in shadows dark and dank. They lie and wait, they slink, they creep, Prepared to pounce, to lunge, to leap, To sink their claws into your flesh, To feast anew victim fresh. And even when they hide away, A stench their presence does betray; A rancid stink, a bilious scent, Foreshadowing their ill intent. My friend, don’t think yourself immune! Your day of judgements coming soon. You’ll sense the creature drawing near, And turn to run, in abject fear. By then, though, it will be to late. A close encounter is your fate. Your screams of terror will not matter…DON’T JUST STAND THERE! GET A LADDER!
Mario Kart about 3 years ago
Nice, Nate. Just nice.