Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for November 04, 2001

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P.S. 38 BOBCATS "Hear Us Roar!" NATE: Oh the irony. It's ironic that I, of all people, play for a team called the bobcats! I hate cats! No, I despise cats! Why do we have to be the Bobcats? Why can't we be the bulldogs or... CAT: MYOW NATE: Hey! Hey...what are you doing, cat? Get out of here! Get away! Beat it! CAT: MROWR NATE: Scram, I said! Did you hear me you little fleabag! I said get lost! Now! GO!! Back! Back, you foul creature! NATE: (thought) More irony. CAT: MYOW