FoxTrot by Bill Amend for November 26, 1998

Transcript:

Father: Denise, why don't you lead us in prayer? Denise: Ok, dad. Thank you, Lord, for this food. For family and friends. For the many blessings you've given us. Thank you also, Lord, for my boyfriend, Peter, who as we speak has his foot gently rubbing up and down my very happy shin. Dad: Perhaps I should have said a silent prayer. Denise: God would know if I weren't honest. Mom: Peter, dear, those potatoes are scalding hot!