Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for November 04, 2012
NATE: Artur! Wanna play table football? It's fun! ARTUR: Oh ho! football! Or as you Americans are call it: Soccer! NATE: No, not soccer! Football! USA style! ARTUR: Hokay so outside we should go then. NATE: No no! We play right here! ARTUR: But how we play with no ball? NATE: We've got a ball! Look! ARTUR: Nate. Stop joking. That is a paper triangle only. NATE: No duh, Artur! It's a substitute ball! ARTUR: Ha! But you cannot throw or kick such a ball so little and pointy! NATE: We don't throw it, Artur! We don't kick it! It's table football! We play on the table! ARTUR: Ah, hokay! Hikes! NATE: I can't take it.