Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for May 03, 2012
Transcript:
There was a knock on the door. Claire turned, startled. There, silhouetted against the stormy night sky, was Tom. Her heart raced. How she had longed for this moment! Trying to maintain her composure, Claire walked over to him and said: "How ya doin'?" "How ya doin'?" I thought we were writing a romance novel! Well, you clowns try it!
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