Pearls Before Swine by Stephan Pastis for February 06, 2005
Transcript:
"What the heck is going on here?" "Me and some of my pig buddies are gonna go to the football game and see if we can get the t.v. cameras to show us." "You aure your little pig brain can handle a complicated stunt like that?" "Hahaha... Yees, Rat... I'm not THAT stupid, you know." "Well, good for you, moron... Now run along and go freeze your collective butts off." "Toodles!" One hour later... "...WElcome to today's game, folks, where the local fans have turned out in force... WHat do you think, Bob?" "Yeees, Dave... They sure have... In fact, if we can get the camera to cut over, it looks like we've got some especially fervent fans in section "r" who are using their chests to spell out the words..." "Oh lord." GO MATE "Brilliant idea, Bob." "Stupid @#%*@* pigs..." "Sir, we've got the F.C.C. on line one."
I’m thinking “go mate” as an Austrian would say, but it can go both ways, i guess