Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for November 13, 1995
Calvin: Brrr, it's freezing out there! I don't want to leave my nice warm bed. On days like this, I wish Mom would come in, lay an extra blanket over me. Pat my head, and as I sink into the pillow under the weight of the covers, she'd say... Mom (Calvin's mother): Hey, let's move it!! This is the third time I've called you! You're going to miss the bus! Let's go!! Calvin: These mornings are going to kill me.