|Sorry, Friend on Whom Baldwin is Truly Not Based (Honest). This strip just sort of wrote itself. I'll stop now.|
|Wednesday, February 27, 2008|
|Panel 1: Somewhere
in Davies College, Marie comes across Baldwin, dripping wet and naked
except for a towel he's wrapped around his waist.|
Baldwin: I locked myself out of my room.
Marie: Get the spare key from the porter.
Baldwin: That worked the first five times, but now he just yells at me and calls me bloody useless.
Baldwin: I figure I'll wait for four hours until Kenneth goes home, then get Rahim to let me in with his master key. At least I'll have this towel in the meantime.
Marie [walks away]: Believe me, the world is grateful.
Baldwin: I just wish it would stop falling off.
Alt-Text: Or you could just ask Rahim to let you into your room NOW, dumbass.
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