Luann by Greg Evans and Karen Evans for May 20, 1995

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As Tiffany scrubs a car, she whines, "Why do I have to wash? Why can't I collect money?" Delta replies, "'Cuz we're taking turns." Annoyed, Tiffany complains, "Yeah, right. My arm's killing me! And I don't even want to think about what this is doing to my nails!" Tiffany wipes her forehead and adds, "Plus, I'm perspiring like crazy, rinse." Delta stands behind Tiffany, hose in hand. Delta grins as she does as told but shooting the hose on Tiffany.