Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for September 30, 2013
September 29, 2013
October 01, 2013
Transcript:
Zonker: Incredible! It still fits! Sam: Wow... how'd you get an invite to the royal wedding, Z? Zonker: My birthright, Sam! Well, not my birthright, exactly. It belonged to a destitute Lord who sole me his title. Sam: Can I go? Zonker: I don't know why not. Got anything to wear? Sam: Sure. If I use tennis balls, mom's dresses fit me perfectly! Zonker: Boy, could that go bad. Sam: I'll be careful. When do we leave?
Sam’s still wide-eyed – this flashback is old.