Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for July 14, 2002

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SCALES OF GOODNESS ZING! NATE: Spitsy, you are utterly pathetic. PANT PANT PANT NATE: You're as dumb as a post...you can't do any tricks...you like like a circus clown...you drool continuously...and you smell like a sack of dead fish. And yet you're still superior in every way to a cat!! FRANCIS: Ignore them, Pickles. NATE: Ignore us? We're ignoring you! Spitsy, no! Don't eat that!