Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for May 07, 2000

Transcript:

LASSIE SPITZY NATE: All right, let's go for a walk! Hold still wioll you? Let me get this leash on! WHOA! SPITSY! STOP! DOEN, BOY! HEEL! Dang, Spitsy! You almost ripped my arm off! Cool your jets, will y– YANK! NATE: Okay, Okay! I'll let you run free! But don't do any– ZOOM! BANG! CRASH! NATE: Spitsy! No! That's someone's garbage! Let's get out of here before any– NATE: Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad dog.