For Better or For Worse by Lynn Johnston for January 02, 2006
Transcript:
April: Wake up, Lizardbreath! It's a brand-new year! Elizabeth: Grunt. April: It's lunchtime! Elizabeth: My stomach and lunch are not compatible. April: Did you get drunk last night? Elizabeth: Talk to me later. April: Hah!! You were borked, bombed, blasted, polluted, potted, wasted, lit, smashed, wrecked, totalled, soaked, loaded, hammered, fried... Elizabeth: She knows all of the patter...and none of the pain.
Does my little sister come with a mute button?