Peanuts by Charles Schulz for January 03, 1984
Transcript:
The Literary Ace sits on his doghouse and types, "Dear Sweetheart, Without you my days are endless."<BR><BR> Snoopy types, "Days seem like weeks . . . Weeks like months . . ."<BR><BR> Snoopy types, "Months like years . . . Years like centuries . . Centuries like . . ."<BR><BR> Snoopy types, "You get the idea."<BR><BR>
That’s about the same amount of time it will take Snoopy’s publisher to get back to him about his new book.