Pip's Cartoon Calvalcade
I will never stop healing you, America. It's like when I was a boy, and I got the flu, and I threw up on the dog, and my mom forced me to drink Robitussin, and I smashed the Robitussin bottle with my teeth and ran out of the house, flinging shards of glass at passing cars, and my uncle finally tackled me and forced me to take my shot, and I got all sleepy. It's just like that.
So here is another cartoon: