Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for March 29, 1987
Calvin: Thanks for the lunch, Mom! I'm going outside. Refueled, the 727 taxis onto the runway. Control tower to Calvin, you are cleared for take off. Roger. Full throttle! Fwoooshh! Take off! Landing gear up! Chugunk! We have reached our cruising altitude of 30,000 feet. A small, tasteless snack will be served shortly. This is your Captain speaking, I'm afraid our arrival will be slightly delayed. We're stacked up over Washington, and we'll be in a holding pattern for another 40 minutes. Tower to Calvin, you are now cleared for landing. Roger..Landing gear down! Reverse thrust! Mom: I saw you outside running in circles for almost an hour! Are you trying to make yourself sick? Calvin: Oog. From now on, I'm playing "bus."