FoxTrot by Bill Amend for February 26, 1999

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Paige (daughter): Oh, shoot. The plastic plant came loose again. Now I have to stick my arm in and fix it. Talk about sheer agony. Peter (oldest son): The water's warm. Stop whining. Paige (daughter): It's not the water that's torture. Roger (father): Are you sure those are guppies? They look like baby piranha fish to me. Peter (oldest son): Say no more. Paige (daughter): Daddy, if you make that lame joke one more time...