Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for March 12, 2001
March 11, 2001
March 13, 2001
Transcript:
"Nate!" "Yip." "Are you writing on your desk, in pen?" "Uh, I am I?" "Wash it off, now." "Right, kay." "Not by spitting on it." "This is getting worse."
Hawk tuah spit on that thang (IM SO SORRY I HAD TO REFERENCE IT)