FoxTrot Classics by Bill Amend for March 26, 2007
March 24, 2007
March 27, 2007
Transcript:
Paige: So you got roped into dog-sitting. Big deal. I thought you liked dogs. Peter: I do. But this dog is psychotic! He's this miniscule little thing that I outweigh by like 200-to-1 and could crush with my big toe, yet all he does is attack me, over and over and over! It's like he's brain damaged or something! Paige: Actually, I can relate. Peter: You can? Jason: Yo, Paige, prepare to eat rubber.
Ah, little brothers… Mine once tipped over a big ceramic jar and then hid in the corner, hoping Mom would walk in and think I did it. Thankfully, our mother has a brain.