Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for June 07, 1987
Hobbes: Croquet is a gentlemen's game. Calvin: That's hard to believe. I've played before and I can tell you the temptation to misuse these things is awful. Hey, don't put the wickets so far apart. Hobbes: This is the way they're supposed to be. Calvin: No it isn't, you big cheater. You're just doing this because you can hit the ball harder than I can. Hobbes: Cheater? Who took the lucky red ball when I wasn't looking? Calvin: I got to pick first because you did last time! Hobbes: That's a lie! You always take the lucky red ball first! Calvin: Call me a liar, will you? Well, you're just a poop head! So there! Thbpbpthpt! Hobbes: Potty mouth! Potty mouth! Calvin is a potty mouth! Calvin: You're asking for a toothless mouth, Buster! Hobbes: Heah? Says you and what army? You couldn't knock the teeth out of a mosquito! Calvin: Ha! Mosquitos don't even have teeth! That shows how dumb you are! Hobbes: Compared to you, I'm Einstein! Leggo my leg! Calvin: Ow! Go stick your nose in a rubber hose, you walking flea condo! Hobbes: I'd say it takes one to know one, Bozo! Why don't you go play in the food processor! Mom: It's getting dark, Calvin. C'mon inside! Calvin: Aw, Mom, we're right in the middle of a croquet game!