Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for May 17, 1992

Transcript:

Slip! Nate: There's Francis. I wonder if he's still mad at me... At this point I can't even remember what we're fighting about. Well, here goes nothing. Hi, Francis. Francis: Oh... Hi. Nate: Uh...Want some of my soda? Francis: Sure! Want some of my juice? Nate: Thanks! Cheers! Francis: Cheers! Nate: It's easier to swallow your pride if you have something to wash it down with!