Don't knock my smock or I'll clean your clock!
Don't knock my smock or I'll clean your clock!
What is one name stupider than "Yaz Pistachio"?
At least peeing Calvin is better than the Fans Against Gordon decals I've seen on occasion (with the acronymical characters in boldface, of course).
"Why don’t you take off your sweater?"
"I would, but this is a nice place and my t shirt has a picture of Calvin doin’ Hobbes."
"Oh my God! Really? Can I see it? Huh. Wow. I wouldn’t think Hobbes would like that so much."
"Let's get you on a Burger King glass."
I adore Bill Griffith in all his cranky, contrarian glory, but it's always bothered me that he also scoffed at C&H as not much more than a standard "cute kid" strip. As I've been re-reading the strips to my kid, I'm still struck by how thoughtful and observant Watterson was at his best.
I've been reading Calvin & Hobbes to my 3-year-old lately, and it seems to be holding up just fine across generations. He's partial to the Sunday strips because Calvin is more likely to battle aliens or turn himself into a dinosaur, but I think there are a lot of adults who would say the same.
How disheartening is it that the current generation will probably know Calvin primarily as "that kid on trucks who pees on things"?
Andy Sipowicz was calling skells "dickhead" in prime time more than a decade ago.
He strikes me as a guy who will find a better venue for his
particular skill set and really blow up in the coming decade. Then we’ll all
look back and say, “Wow, remember when Tim Robinson was on SNL? That was a
weird fit.”
"Say hi to your watah for me!"
You just ruined the Doobie Brothers for me.
If you can hear the phrase "poop cruise" without immediately setting it to the tune of the "Blue's Clues" theme song in your head, you're probably not a child owner.
Yep. This movie didn't need to show me anything more than that and I'd still have been all up ons.
I watched this film while drinking Honduran rum, playing euchre and eating Domino's pizza in a Guatemalan border town hotel room. I don't know that there's a better way to watch this film.
Still Lord of the Flies, just a different kind of fly.
With all this sound and fury, it's gotta signify something, right?
Or fuck him. Y'know, either way.
By definition, most moms are fucking moms.
Aw, Ned Beatty…