Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for January 30, 2021

Calvin becomes captain of the Exxon Valdez.

No, it was the octopus!

time to drain the tub, clean it, and give Calvin another bath

Can’t believe Calvin didn’t slip with all that water.

At least ink is water soluble…

Kid’s got an imagination.

So far, my boys have let the fear of the frigidity of nudity overrule their desire to run through the house butt naked and dripping wet.

Calvin’s integument is about to become intimate with a scrubbing brush.

I had an INKling of what’s about to happen after the second panel.

Even in 1991, I don’t think we had a bottle of ink floating around the house. Maybe in 1961…

I’m surprised Calvin’s mom doesn’t look much older.

Yep, and then he got into it…..

…next strip, Calvin says that when he grows up, he wants to work for Exxon.

The look of joy on the naked Calvin in panel four!

…ooooo…that’ll leave a mark…

Yes, and it actually can stain porcelain.

I can actually see some kid doing that.

My bottle of Noodler’s ink is Forest Green. Use a Pilot Metropolitan Fine tip fountain pen.

can anyone say ‘Little Boy Blue’’?

We must suffer for our art. Sometimes, others must suffer for our art.

my god, calvin!

That is going to take time to wear off.

Finally one that actually made me smile!

Who has bottles of ink any more? For crafting, I suppose?

I’m glad he left Hobbes out of this.

We now finally know the surname of Calvin’s family: Hazelwood.

I’m pretty sure she’s a Boomer. Get out the ink booms, Mom.

Um…. I’m not going to show this to my favorite 6-year-old!

Yet another bare Calvin comic.

How many homes still have Ink?

I think that in a bath your supposed to get Clean

Repeat of an old episode of the Doris Day Show…“Hehehehe…funny bubbles!”

Yeah Mom, we need special effects. just like in the movies!

did anyone notice the pure joy on Calvin’s face in the fourth panel? Anyone? Hellooooo

The last panel is hilarious, especially the Mom’s line and her shocked face.

This is your fault, Mom. You didn’t leave your drum of crude oil where Calvin could find it.

Hello!

You’re gonna get cancelled.

What do Calvin’s parents do that actually require they have an inkwell?

It was at this moment Calvin realized: he f***d up.