Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson

Calvin and Hobbes

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  1. leftwingpatriot

    leftwingpatriot said, over 2 years ago

    Get the kid a mitt!

  2. ORMouseworks

    ORMouseworks said, over 2 years ago

    ZZZZZap! ;)

  3. watmiwori

    watmiwori said, over 2 years ago

    Hobbes has the mother of all screwballs…. Detroit should sign him
    immediately!

  4. Zero-Gabriel

    Zero-Gabriel said, over 2 years ago

    @watmiwori

    “…Mother of all Screwballs…”


    ROFL…!!!

  5. watmiwori

    watmiwori said, over 2 years ago

    @Zero-Gabriel

    Don’t forget the name of the Detroit baseball team —
    even if everything else about the place is forgettable.

  6. mpk39

    mpk39 said, over 2 years ago

    Merely a flesh wound (who remembers Fearless Fosdick?).

  7. bruntsfield

    bruntsfield said, over 2 years ago

    Calvin needs a cement pill!

  8. Dha Dha

    Dha Dha said, over 2 years ago

    Hobbes Ball’s

  9. Tom  Giordanella

    Tom Giordanella GoComics PRO Member said, over 2 years ago

    Can of corn, Calvin.

  10. Dr Dave

    Dr Dave said, over 2 years ago

    Roy Hobbes?

  11. Karaboo2

    Karaboo2 said, over 2 years ago

    Maybe you shouldn’t play catch on an empty stomach Calvin.

  12. francisrossi

    francisrossi said, over 2 years ago

    @leftwingpatriot

    He’s got two hands. What does he need a glove for?

  13. Spaceslugs

    Spaceslugs said, over 2 years ago

    corkscrew!

  14. Smiley R Mom

    Smiley R Mom GoComics PRO Member said, over 2 years ago

    @M2MM

    Reminds me of my husband. He never learned to play catch as a child. I once threw him a roll of paper towels, and the cardboard core hit him in a very “sensitive” spot. I probably said the same thing as Hobbes.

  15. ChessPirate

    ChessPirate said, over 2 years ago

    In my second year of Little League eligibility(wasn’t very good my first year: played right field, struck out a lot), my father signed up as a coach. He and my best friend’s father(the coach my first year) decided to find out what positions he and I were best suited for out in our back yard. The very first thing they did was have me crouch down like a catcher and my friend’s father pitched me one. Hit me right between the eyes. After making sure I was all right, my father said “OK, he’s not a catcher”. Turned out, partly because I was a lefty, I was a pretty effective pitcher and first baseman. Strangely, though I was quite good at getting wild throws to first, I sometimes had trouble with the ones right to me. Luckily, in Little League, that didn’t happen very often. :-)

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