The Far Side Gallery 1 by Gary Larson - Page 174
"Uh-uh, Warren... The Williams are checking us out again."
"Blast! The controls are jammed!... We've headed straight fro Mr. Sun!"
"Oh. Now this is from last summer, when Helen and I went to hell and back."
"You call that mowin' the lawn?... Bad dog!... No biscuit!... Bad dog!"