Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for July 18, 2011
Transcript:
Phone: Who let the dogs out? Jeff: Red Rascal Enterprises. This is Rascal. Voice: Help us, Sorkh Razil! Help us throw off the yoke of tyranny! Jeff: "Let me check my book. When's your fighting season?" Rick: Any word from McDonald's yet? A late night call at the ops center...
Anybody care to hazard a guess as to what Sorkh Razil the Red Rascal (and perhaps GT’s secret personal avatar) will be down with this time? Where will the Duke-Overkill-CIA-Dark-Ops cabal conspire to insert him?
• Will it be Libya? • Iraq? • Afghan the Graveyard of Empires? • Taiwan (after Communist China invades the island and re-grabs its ancient claim)? • Will it be inside the Arctic circle to fight Russia there for the oil under the ocean floor? • How about Mexico, to distinguish between the UNWANTED drug/terrorist importation part of our business there and the WANTED illegal quasi-slave-labor procurement part. Jeff, this time suited up as Zarro perhaps, fighting only the drug/terrorist importation part .Heh heh — maybe Jeff could take the bosomy acquitted-killer Casey Anthony along with him like 007 James Bond took his busty babes along with him. Whatta way for the always-rebuffed-Jeff to get dates! Rocket assisted as well ? Hmmm.
Tiger Woods, eat your heart out.
Stay tuned.