[[Woman talking to boy on swing-set]]
Woman: You know, at the peak of a big swing, you become weightless.
[[Thought bubble from boy on swing-set]]
[[Boy swings higher and higher. At the peak of a big swing he shoves off the swing. The boy remains hovering in the air.]]
Boy: Hey guys. Come check this out.
{{title text: Someone bring me a pocket fan so I can drift around the yard.}}
Warning: this comic occasionally contains strong language (which may be unsuitable for children), unusual humor (which may be unsuitable for adults), and advanced mathematics (which may be unsuitable for liberal-arts majors).
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