Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for April 18, 1982

Transcript:

Duke: It'd be a nice day for cutting a few lobster pots, wouldn't it, Honey? Honey: Sir! Duke: Just an idea. I had another one of those nights again, Honey...a lizard crawled into the overhead fan and it shorted out. Then the venetian blinds fell down, I spent the night bathed in sweat and neon light, tossing and turning with a vicious tequila hangover! After a night like that, I gotta wonder what I'm doing here, Honey. The work is sordid and dangerous and thankless, and our profits barely over the bar tabs! Sometimes I think I oughta just get out of the drug business altogether and follow my dream instead...it sends shivers up my spine jsut thinking of it. Ever since I was a little kid, there's always been one special thing I wanted to try... Honey: What drug business? Duke: Gun-running out of Key West.