But this, now... I saw a truck yesterday with an image in the back glass of Calvin defiantly holding up a middle finger and a Confederate flag, right next to another stars 'n' bars sticker reading "Rebel Pride". So I did the only thing a reasonable man could have done.
I followed him to his destination and waited for him to park and head into the building, whereupon I walked over, stuffed a rag into his gas tank, lit it on fire, hopped back in the car and drove off. As I looked back in the rearview mirror, mine eyes saw the glory of the orange fireball blossoming over the ridge. Up in flames like Atlanta under General Sherman, I tell you what.
Mess with the greatest comic strip ever written, and my wrath will be merciless, swift and sure.