Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for March 02, 1988
Dad: We're home! Hi, Rosalyn. Mom: How was Calvin tonight? Dad: ...Oh... That bad, eh? Rosalyn: ...and a five dollar advance on the next time. Mom: (Sigh) Here you are. Good night. Thanks again. Dad: She's got a real racket going, doesn't she? Mom: What do you want to do, stay home every night until Calvin's eighteen?