Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for March 25, 1997
Transcript:
Panel 1: "I hear you're writing a love poem about junk food!" "JUNK FOOD?" Panel 2: "You're sadly mistaken, my friend! I'm writing a poem about CHEEZ DOODLES! And Cheez Doodles are NOT junk food!" Panel 3: "You obviously have no appreciation for their sublime taste!... Their gorgeous color!... Their exquisite texture!" Panel 4: SorRY." "Hey, what rhymes with 'Red dye number 40'?"
Said fly slumbers Morty