Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for December 30, 2014
December 29, 2014
December 31, 2014
Transcript:
Calvin: "Still and quiet feline form, in the sun, asleep and warm. His tail is limp, his whiskers drooped. Man, what could make this cat so pooped?"
Hobbes: "Sheeshh..."
Calvin, having to listen to your poetry would tire anyone.