Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for February 06, 2011
February 05, 2011
February 07, 2011
Transcript:
Jeff: Wha...? Who's there? Hmm... must my extraordinary imagination playing tricks on me! Boy: It's Sorkh Razil!* Man: You must eat, Sorkh Razil! Boy: Don't let him die, grandfather! Jeff: Die? Boy: It's your steed! He's returned! Jeff: Good boy! Good Petraeus! ... See? He's a total wuss now. I don't know what happened. Zipper: Hmm... how about creating an alter ego - the Blue Rascal? Seeking refuge from a mountain storm, a goatherd boy haps upon our hero, feverish and near death... braving the snow, the lad carries him to his village. In time, the Red Rascal regains his health. Then, one day during Tai Chi practice... a random shot from the valley floor... sends him reeling in terror back to his cave... where he lies whimpering like a little schoolgirl!
that would be a good idea