Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for December 09, 2001

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Boopsie: Uh-oh...steady, girl, steady! B.D.: Who's the package from, Boopsie? Boopsie: Well, I don't know exactly. I think it's a birthday present from mom... the postmark's right, and it's her handwriting, but there's no return address. B.D.: Don't be so paranoid. I'm sure it's from her. Boopsie: Yeah...yeah, you're right. I can't let the bad guys keep me from opening my own mail...I mean, how could they possibly know I'm married to a reservist...oh, my god! B.D.: What? What is it? Boopsie: Weapons-grade chocolate! B.D.: Now that could do some real damage.