FoxTrot Classics by Bill Amend for May 02, 2008
Coach: Paige, I just got a message that Mr. Tuttle in Room 208 would like to see you after class. Paige: Mr. Tuttle? The chemistry teacher? I'm only a Fresmen. What would a chemistry teacher want with me? Coach: Apparently, that's his window your lob shots keep sailing through. Paige: Ah, that would explain all the clinks and crashes.