Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for June 26, 2012
June 25, 2012
June 27, 2012
Transcript:
Put your shoes back on, Nate! Your feet reek! Oh, come on, Francis! So my feet are a little funky! So what? It's not like they're hurting anybody! Squaaak! Wump! I'll alert the audubon society. But wait. Birds don't even have noses.
We have a code stink! I repeat code stink!THE NEXT DAY: Nate’s feet are so smelly the traffic lights turn off and cars crash into each other!THE DAY AFTER THAT: New born babies die! Everyone dies! Except for Nate who doesn’t know how smelly his feet are.NATE: Oops, I guess I should’ve washed my feet or put my shoes back on!