The Far Side Gallery 1 by Gary Larson - Page 167
Cornered by the street ducks, Phil wasn't exactly sure what to do - and then he remembered his 12-gauge.
"Wonderful! Just wonderful!... So much for instilling them with a sense of awe."
"I've had it, Doc!... I've come all the way from Alabama with this danged thing on my knee!"
"Now, Grog! Throw!... Throoooooow!... Throw throw throw throw throw throw!..."