Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for November 09, 1993

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B.D.: Boopsie! I thought I told you never to call me in the patrol car! Boopsie: I'm sorry, B.D., but there's smoke rolling across our yard! B.D.: Oh, my God! Where's Sam? Boopsie: At Day Care. She's fine. Do you want me to try to save anything? B.D.: No, just get out of there...well, wait, try to find the insurance papers...and if there's time, my baseball cards...and maybe my Dockers slacks... Boopsie: Slacks? B.D.: Yeah, the tan ones. And my deodorant... Boopsie: Hold on, I gotta find a pencil...