Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for November 17, 1995
Calvin: This is a photograph of me when I was two. It's strange. I know that's me, but I don't feel any connection to this image. Everything is so different now. Isn't it weird that one's own past can seem unreal? This is like looking at a picture of somebody else. Hobbes: Say, a slobbering nudist with legs like link sausages. Calvin: You know, now I can't stand to wad a soggy blanket in my mouth.