Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for February 09, 1995

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Dad: Nate! What on earth are you doing? Nate: Snow golf! A new game I invented! Dad: These are MY CLUBS! Nate: I know. You need to re-grip your 5 -iron. Nate: Also, you're almost out of golf balls. They keep disappearing in the snow. Nate: Next time, buy those orange ones.