Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for September 27, 1997
Transcript:
Zonker: Anyway, the palace needs someone in touch with the peeps, but it's got to be one of their own. So who do they call for a consult? Moi! Little ol' Viscount St. Austell-in-the-Moor! I'm winging my way to the mother country even as we speak! Boopsie: Wait a minute, Zonker - where's Sam? Zonker: Not to worry Boops. I left her with her godfather. Boopsie: You what? Sid: Jeffrey! I found your young Diana! Sam: Are you sure I'm glamorous enough, Uncle Sid?
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