Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for January 06, 2002

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Danae (typing): Suddenly, a giant loomed over the horizon... "We're doomed!" screamed the hysterical villagers. "That brute will surely stomp our homes flat!" All seemed lost until Danae, the village genius, stepped forward. "Don't panic", she said with calming assurance. "I can avert this impending disaster". "Which then begs the question, why should I?" she asked sternly. The ugly villagers then realized just how ungrateful they had been to this sweet child over the years and beggeed her forgiveness. "Too late, suckers" the brilliant beauty giggled as she rode off into the sunset with her new friend, who stomped the village flat. Joe: Oh, goody. Another call from the school psychologist in the offing... Danae: There's been too much post-holiday harmony at school, so I'm throwing her a bone.