Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for March 01, 1989

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Calvin: 'Morning, Dad! How's your breakfast? Dad: Fine. Calvin: Oatmeal, huh? A bowl of pasty, bland, colorless sludge. Dad: Yes, why dont' you go describe your own food somewhere else? Calvin: I'll bet you'd rather have a bowl of tasty, lip-smacking, crunchy-on-the-outside, chewy-on-the-inside, choclate frosted sugar bombs! Can I pour you some? Dad: No thanks, I'm trying to reach middle age. Calvin: What are you having, Mom? Boring old toast and tea? Mom: You want the beanie, you eat the cereal, Calvin.