February 07, 2019
January 17, 2018
I have a feeling Calvin and Hobbes are protecting Peter.
oh, sure, blame the tiger and only the tiger
Case (if you can call it that) closed!
Calvin is still alive ?? !!!
You think, Hobbes?
“Who knocked over the garbage?” “Tuttle!”“Who wet the bed?” “Tuttle!” (He had no control at all.)
OK. I’ve heared about an “elephant in a ceramics shop” and about the “bull in the china shop”, but a tiger (and his boy) in “the Dame’s living room”?!
Hey, if Calvin dodged getting an all-percussion symphony playing on his backside, that’s as much as he could hope for.
Please note the royal “we” from Hobbes….
There aren’t any lamps outside, Hobbes.
Gr8! Now for some strange reason i want to be a hired goon of a Dame…… oh wait!?!
Do you mean to say the butler didn’t do it?
Calvin’s brain?! I’d give it a city and a half.
That was satisfying – a neat, well-wrapped up story. He should be wearing a beret and an ascot.
Thank you Adam at Home.
Clearly not Calvins fault if butter finger Hobbes did not catch the ball that hit the vase. I love a good mystery, even when I know the answer. “Columbo” was my favorite movie detective.
I ran into her muscle. He must have been 6 foot 4 and that was across the shoulders. I froze in my tracks before he could ice me. I recognized this palooka, his name was “Louie the Lugwrench” and his specialty was rearranging people’s patellas.
With nothing else to do, I defenestrated myself and bolted down the alleyway scattering rats, the four-legged kind before me. I didn’t stop pumping my legs until I got to the river.
I was free.
Rated M for mature. Contains smoking and negative references to a person whose gender could be anything
Great series of strips!
HA! Look at Hobbes sitting there looking all innocent.
Calvin’s narrative in Panel #2 is brilliant.
Hold that tiger!
Hmmm? Lucky kid skated by on that one in one piece!
Goons and Dames. That what we call “dress up” night at our house.
If only the scrimmage had not turned not into a skirmish.
Only kid I know with hooch and smokes on his desk.
Where I live at soon fog goes away then kids like Calvin can play outside.
You know, Hobbes: Mom always says not to play ball in the house!
Another case solved. Good job! You gotta watch out for those hired goons, they’re character builders.
I would pay good money to read a “Tracer Bullet” novel!
Open and shut case.
Watterson showed skill with the tortured analogies common to pulp detective fiction. (Calvin’s thoughts in the second panel also shows he wasn’t listening to Dad.) I’m surprised Watterson never tried writing such fiction. Maybe he has been under a pseudonym.
Who needs Raymond Chandler when we have Calvin?
This hard-boiled detective storyline has been one of my favorites.
Hobbes, you missed all the tracer bullet adventure, specially the smoke bellowing from cigar.
Amazingly spot-on film/novel/story noir dialogue – tip of the fedora!!
This case should never had been opened.
I felt like I was being kicked in the head by the whole chorus line at Minski’s! So Nancy was in on this caper! I felt myself going under. The biggest long-shot Louie at Hialeah wouldn’t put a fin on my fate now. This time, something told me I was….out for lunch!
Outside would have made for a lamer tale, unless broken windows and damaged plants were involved. The indoor caper could always be blamed on a cat burglar
That ¨Dame¨ wanted to destroy you on Friday