Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for July 01, 2004
Transcript:
Zonker: So what's next for my boy, doc? Physiatrist: Well, he'll be fitted for a series of sockets as his residual limb shrinks. Eventually, we'll give him a permanent, high-tech prosthesis. Zonker: Man! I can't wait for you to bring that baby home! Physiatrist: Why? Zonker: So I can hide it! BD: We don't actually like each other. Physiatrist: Oh.