Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for July 06, 1998
July 05, 1998
July 07, 1998
Transcript:
Nate's Dad: Hi, Nate! how was the game? Nate Wright: Terrible Nate: We were ahead by ten run, but did we win? No! The other team just kept scoring until, finally, they beat us! Nate's Dad: Sounds like " Joe's Chicken" really knows how to ... hee hee... fritter away a lead! Nate's Dad: "Fritter" ha ha... get it? Nate: Et tu, brute!
Isn’t “Et tu, Brute?” a question?