Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for September 27, 2009
Transcript:
Homer: ... the bear was about to deal a death blow. Then the tide turned... Dog: ... literally! Homer, the reluctant soul... A swell came in with the tide, suddenly lifting the boat... just enough for the bear to miss his target and cut the ropes... we were free! Preferring the taste of seals, the bear went after Duncan, leading it away from me... which was fortunate because the mighty beast's claw didn't miss entirely. Next week: lost and found life.
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