Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for April 27, 2021

I sometimes get the feeling Calvin’s declining years have already started.

I am in my…..reclining years.

well, la-dee-da for you Calvin

When Calvin throws mushy apples at you, make applesauce.

Me thinks Calvin will be declining to sit for a while

The parents might send your life into decline for the rest of the day…

I believe that, like all women do, she will blame you for the rest of your life.

After 34 years my ex-wife (when we meet, being divorced) reminds me how I came with a slight delay to our marriage.

We are pride about ouerselves!!

Didn’t Susie even read the speech bubbles yesterday?

Susie, you are slipping. You are smarter than this, and should have seen it coming.

My friend and I were pre-school when we propped nails against her dad’s car’s tires such that when he backed up.. you get the idea. Here I am, over 60, years later telling the story.

I carry light remorse. I’ve yet to decline.

Hope Suzy serves up her revenge cold.

Reclining years? You may still not be able to sit down!

Declining years? Ha! Susie will decline you when it really hurts you!! 8^D

….. As you listen to your wife, Suzie, nagging at your sorry ass…..

Oh, that’s not going to end well. Calvin, Calvin, Calvin.

Which you may not get to at this pace, Calvin!

Somewhere in an old age home, all old and wrinkled now, Calvin gets an old trunk sent to him by his offspring who is getting rid of old stuff they had. There, amidst a bunch of broken toys, lotsa silverfish, smelly old comic books, and a broken old sled, he finds a dusty old stuffed tiger.

At first, Calvin wonders what’s the meaning of all this, what’s this old trunk and what’s all these dusty old stuff here for. He holds the stuffed tiger in his wrinkly old hands, it looks familiar, but he cannot remember about it. He just throws it away on the ground.

And then, a rusty old part of his rusty old brian slowly begins creaking away to try and run. And then, after a minute or two, old Calvin’s eyes begin to widen and tears begin running down his wrinkly old cheeks. He turns around looking for something, as if he’s expecting to be stalked by a tiger, but sees nothing, and then his gaze returns toward the stuffed tiger he threw on the ground.

The stuffed tiger was just lying on the ground, all stationary, at the spot where he had thrown it down. More tears begin rolling down his wrinkly old cheeks.

Sadly, I’m pretty sure it really is something he will look back on with pride. …we remember “bad” better as we age.

She might be running off to get a chain saw.

if i was susie, the minute calvin said, “Don’t move …”, i would have moved …

She will get her revenge, and his years will start declining then and there.

When Mom and Dad get a hold of you, you’ll know what “declining” means.

I wonder how many kids the two of them have together.

The great thing about being six.

Cowardly.

He’s right. I still remember hitting my brother with a rock from fifty yards when I was about six. He deserved it. That was seventy years ago.

“A day which will live in infamy” sorta day for Calvin… this will do nicely.

Well, Watterson has always said that Suzie is based upon his wife

LOL at the first panel! I love how Calvin yells out the club name as he attacks Susie!

…lonely, declining years.

Later that day, Susie returned, carrying a bright red can of gasoline and a brand new box of matches.

I still remember talking my little sister into getting into the old washtub to go floating on the water in the ditch across from our house. “It’ll be lots of fun! I’d go, but I’m too big” I said. When the wash tub predictably tipped and dumped her in the water, I laughed, and then fled – she was really hard to get along with sometimes.

Before declining age, about a decade from now, calvin will be showering flowers on Susie. Hormones will nullify his gross club.

Perhaps, if Calvin goes to college, he may actually read the works of Thomas Hobbes !!

Hobbes is my favorite

I think that he has declining milleseconds.