Cathy Classics by Cathy Guisewite for April 24, 1998

Transcript:

Cathy: I wish I could see how my hair will look in a short bob, Mom. Mom: I'll show you exactly how it will look Cathy. ...See? You'll have a hat pulled down over the chopped ends like this, with your horrified, remorseful face sticking out the middle. There will be dark bags under your red, weeping eyes, and mascara streaks forming the words "why, why, why??" on your cheeks. Cathy: Oh, ha, ha, Mom... How do you think it will look? Mom: Predicting the future: Not a lost art, just a useless one.