Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for November 21, 1998
November 20, 1998
November 22, 1998
Transcript:
Zonker: You look like you're chewing on something, nephew... Zipper: I am, Uncle Zonker - I find myself in a quandary! I can't decide whether to join a dry frat or a wet one! Zonker: Well, lay it out. What's the nub? Zipper: Being bored to tears vs. waking up in my own vomit. Zonker: That is a tough call. Want to be alone?
For women, add robbed or raped. I have never understood getting so blind drunk you don’t know what’s going on around you.