FoxTrot by Bill Amend for June 09, 1998

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Roger: Paige, I hear you baked cookies today. Paige: Yeah, but they didn't turn out very well. Roger: That's ok. Mind if I help myself to a handful? Paige: Are you sure? Nobody else wanted even one. Roger: Heck, I'll take them all if no one else minds. Paige: You're so sweet, Daddy! I love you! Peter: I thought we were all out of charcoal briquettes. Roger: Your mother directed me to a stash.