Ahh... the perfect slushball! Hard enough to sting, yet sloppy enough to dribble down her collar and soak her undergarments. Here she comes! Now's my chance to hit her with a slushball! I see you! You'd better not throw that! Santa Claus is watching you right now! Hmmm... ZINGG... FWISSHHH.... WHAP! Oh yes! YES! It was worth it! What a shot! I'm not sorry! Oh, it was beautiful! I'd do it again in a minute! Ha, Ha! Ulp... ahhh.... Santa's gonna skip this block for years.
Calvin and Susie in The Calvin and Hobbes Lazy Sunday Book, by Bill Waterson
Monday Morning, Fleetwood Mac
Saturday, July 15, 2006
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I remember visiting my step-moms father, Stubby, in rural wisconsin. after a fun day of snowmobiling or riding atv's, or shooting stuff with a .22 there was nothing to do at night. No TV, nothing. He did have a couple of Calvin and Hobbes books. They entertained me for hours. The books still have a special place in my heart for alleviating long, boring nights in Bruce, Wisconsin.
when I read the 1st few lines of this thread, I wasnt quite sure where it was going but Im glad to see it was just good ole Calvin and Hobbes.
I am so glad it wasn't whatever you thought it might have been..
i'm not sure i want to know what eric was thinking either. especially after my previous post.
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