Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for August 08, 1991
Transcript:
Meg: Anyway, we parted under such acrimonious circumstances, I was too embarassed to even write him. I worried about him, of course. When the ground war started, my imagination ran away from me... I kept thinking about B.D. stuffed in a bradley, possibly under gas attack, maybe wounded or dying in the desert... Boopsie: He accepted surrenders for four days. Meg: Hey, me, too! God help us, we do have a lot in common!